It was hot today, what can you do when it is hot? You know, when the air feels like soup to breathe in, when it almost feels solid when you walk out into it, when it hits you straight away.
We washed the dogs, that's a good hot day activity. All of us under all that water, it is a nice place to be, except for Otto who still hasn't got used to the shower raining down on him. So, a jug poured over him, many jugs poured over him, does the job.
Then we took them walking so they dried off in the sunshine. Much easier than trying to towel dry them. And it's not so suffocating as drying them with a hair dryer in an enclosed bath room.
And when it got really hot, we hid inside away from the heat. Both of us sprawled out on a couch each, Brun and Otto lying wherever they like.
That was Saturday. Over too quickly, as Saturdays always are. Over to fats. That day, for me anyway, that is an oasis in the middle of other days off.
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