I turned fifteen years and seven months old and boy, I am feeling it. Mia likes to lie by the oven since she is cooking puppies.
The Littles have more freedom these days but Mother watches them like a hawk. Father does not watch them and they get into mischief.
Ari has been acting like a puppy these days too. Even though she is ten years old.
Mia knows she needs to be quiet and good and everybody respects that.
Mother keeps a steady flow of water in the bowls especially on such very hot days.
Izzy showed the puppies the glories of picking beans from Mother's garden. Ari taught Izzy who used all her force to push down the bean fences and everybody- including me- puled out every single plant to eat every single bean. Mother did not mind really because they are good fro us and she can plant more somewhere else.
The best part of a really hot day is when Mother and Father took us into the pool. Father sprayed cool water onto the deck so it would not be too hot for our paws. Of curse I stood under the deck so the water went all over me and made me smile.
Everyone was happy except for the stuffed Monkey when got drowned when Izzy dropped him into the water.
Father ut him out to dry but he looked traumatized.
All in all it was a great day - even in such heat.
May your days be filled with peace my friends...
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