The worst thing about really hot weather is when the dogs amble over and sit down right next to you and look at you, while panting, knowing that there’s SOMETHING you could do about the weather if you just understood. The second worst thing is when the dogs just sit next to you because, face it, they’re covered with FUR and their breath isn’t any arctic breeze either, let me tell you.

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