The temperatures have soared recently into the high twenties and higher. For someone as well insulated as myself, this is not a lot of fun. To top it off, FCC and her aunt are heading south toward the mystical land of retail for some dog days shopping. (The horror! The horror!)
This leaves the boys (a dog and two cats) and I to bach it for a few days.
I think the wisest thing for me to do is to fill the pool we bought so Fang could keep cool during times of trial such as these, and then use my dominant position in the pack to get more or less submerged. I'd go the the shore, but the last time I went swimming Green Peace tried to tow me into deeper waters!
Got to break out the hose and my Best of Jimmy Buffet CD. I'm off to Margaretta Ville!
Later, Mushers!
A voice, crying in the wilderness, saying, "Where's a Timmy's!"
About Me
- MacThumper
- Living in my "happy little world"- a lonely log cabin atop the 6-storey "Great Canadian Mukluk"- a building as mythical as Runamuk Inlet.
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