Here it is. The post I never thought I’d write: A formal complaint about the heat.*
Oh, the irony.
Gidget isn’t fairing well in the scorching temperatures either. Normally showcasing energy that could be suitable for a Red Bull campaign, she has taken on a new role as the Shreveport Sloth.
Our usual post-walk routine goes something like this:
1. Pant heavily inside the doorway for 10 minutes.
2. Guzzle a gallon of water and immediately collapse on the floor. More panting.
3. Eventually make your way to a more comfortable location for a nap to recover from heat exhaustion.
Repeat as necessary.
Notice I said “our” routine.
*You thought I was going to say “A post about my dog,” right? Well, you were also correct.