So, summer. Blue skies, sunshine, happy Owners willing to go on good long walks. Hurrah for summer.
Apart, that is, from heat.
Heat, sapper of oomph, cause of panting, destroyer of walks and all enjoyment.
I don’t care if He is carrying a magic drinking thing for me. I don’t care if She is carrying reserve water to top it up when it runs out. Basically, I just don’t care. Because it’s hot.
Still, at least it’s fairly cool in the office.