Took the new dog to the farm about 90 minutes later than we meant to, and got really hot in the process. Had to knock off for lunch, and a well earned swim once the humidex put the temperature up to the high thirties. It’s top much. Way too hot. The poor pup is still so new I couldn’t get him to drink from our old dogs water bowl stashed at the farm, and the wee fella was getting huffy. I couldn’t coax him into the pool once we got to grandmas, but he drank some fresh cool water there, and had a short lie in the grass under the shade of a large tree. He was content.
Then I brought him home so that I could cut the grass, atleast the front yard which every one of our neighbours can see. Got that squared away while he wailed and moaned from the back porch, which is in the shade, and he had plenty of cool water. Water which I myself did not have. Glad it’s done now though. It hadn’t needed to be cut for two weeks. Which is nice. But Beryl dropped several inches of rain on us and everything grew four inches almost over night! Crazy sauce.
Shame the dog wouldn’t swim, pool was positively balmy at 85°F. Which I think as a first dip, that makes a real nice impression, but eh? He’s young, and new. Plenty of time to develop a love of the water. Maybe salt water isn’t his forté No worries.
So this is Friday huh. Nice.
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