These are the Dog Days of summer. I can't remember exactly why late July and August days are so named. Seems I remember vaguely something from my childhood about rabies. Or maybe it has something to do with the constellation Cirius lining up a certain way this time of the year. If you can enlighten me on why these are called the Dog Days, please add your comment.
Right now, Ginger has her own definition of Dog Days. When it's too hot to be outside--even in shade--she comes in from her walk and collapses on the carpet or sofa. She barely has energy to bark. Today I picked her up from the groomer's and she looked oh!-so-cute. I tried and tried to get her to pose for a picture. Finally, I contented myself with this shot and decided to let sleeping dogs lie.
The A/C saga continues. Yes, we have A/C at the moment, but only until the Freon runs out. Then we'll have to get another shot. The part that was ordered, a cooling coil(?), takes a week to get here and costs 1/3 the price of a whole new heat pump. Today we made the difficult decision to replace the whole enchilada
Stay tuned . . .
Cheryl, sweltering in Florida
3 comments:
Thanks, everyone, for your helpful hints!
It's a new heat pump on Monday. Can't wait to have it installed. We're calling it our anniversary present. :-)
Cheri
Cheryl, I have an apricot toy poodle named Ginger also and she doesn't observe the dog days. She has an easy life and is generously allowing us to use a couple of rooms in the house. I'm a Wings author and was checking out your blog. Very nice and I think your website is awesome.
Dave Webb
Thank you, Dave! I'm glad you're with Wings ePress. It may be a small company but the editors and artists are the best!
Cheryl
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