I’ve been a hot dog this week, with the sun blasting down so much we couldn’t even go for a walk except early mornings… and these days, I like to sleep a bit later. She’s done her best to keep me cool, though, leaving all the blinds closed till the sun was off the house. Which was also cool as it meant I didn’t have to worry about warning off intruders like horses, hang-gliders and pigeons. I’ve slept a lot.
Mind, she did say I was slacking a bit when the red kite landed in the garden and I didn’t tell her about it… she just saw it take off again. Now, I think she’s being a bit unfair there, ‘cause if I’d have barked, it would have just flown away even sooner and she wouldn’t have seen it at all!
But anyway, today was the hottest yet and, with not the slightest breath of air. I went and found a cool spot on the kitchen floor. I suggested she join me there, ‘cause she was properly melting, but she just started muttering about doing a rain dance and invoking the storm gods.
I think the gods must have been listening… ‘cause they stepped in pretty quick, before she could start the dancing lark (they are good like that)… and we had an almighty storm, all of a sudden.
I didn’t realise they had acted so promptly at first, so I went out and barked at the sky when it started growling. Then the rain was battering the windows so I came in, while she dashed round closing things and mopping the rain up from the floors.
The wind got really loud and blowy and the sky was growling non-stop… so, just in case she was frighted by it all… and not because I was, I mean, dogs aren’t scaredy cats, whatever she might say… I took up a position in the corner of the hall, behind my bed, so she could come and sit with me on the floor. So she would feel safe, you know.
She says she likes storms, but I don’t think she liked this one much, cause she had to get dressed and go rescue things from my boy’s pond… and she’s still catching up on work though it is hours after my bedtime! How am I s’pposed to get my beauty sleep?
I suppose I could just settle on the mat by the door, with my nose outside… as long as she doesn’t get the hoover-monster out…
Much love, Ani xxx