Here we are at 7:30 p.m. The sun has been down for awhile.
Just let Ruby outside to wring her out after her evening feast. Glanced at the thermometer.
Holeee shee-ut! It’s 110 out there!
Yes. That’s 110 in a spot where no direct sunlight ever hits, sheltered by fronds of ficus leaves. At 7:30 at night. Sunset was officially at 7:31, but it’s been dusky out there for awhile.
The hound and I have been hunkered indoors since we got back from the dawn doggy-walk. She can’t walk around on the pavement — especially not asphalt — in this kind of heat. I stepped out on the back porch barefooted just now…and the soles of my feet hurt! Because I go barefoot a lot — all the time that I’m not out in public — my feet are seriously calloused. Imagine if I were a nice girlie-girl who wore proper shoes most of the time!
Eeek, I say…