Here in western Massachusetts, July finished up strong with blasting heat and humidity – and no rain. The entire month was like that. The poor dogs simply couldn’t get comfortable no matter where they went, inside or out. Our old 1792 farmhouse doesn’t have AC, so it offers little relief. Annie is the smartest of the three. She gravitates to the cool slates on the porch in times of extreme heat.
King takes to the couch, no matter what the weather’s like. It may not be the coolest place, but it’s his favorite place to be!
And Lily, always determined to be outside on the hunt no matter what, tries to find a cool shady spot to lie in, but within ten minutes, even she’s joining Annie on the slates.
Many plants in the gardens I’ve lovingly tended are dead. Leaves on the trees are starting to turn. And, sadly, the roads are too hot, even in the early morning, for dog walks. When the weather gets this bad, I really wish I lived on a lake. Just looking at water cools me off.
August has brought with it a bit of rain… Perhaps we’re in for a change!