Dog Days of Summer

Hot Dog On A Hot Tub

Fuck climate change - it's definitely global warming here in Portland.  Today's high of 97 was 15 degrees hotter than the normal temperature for this time of year, and 6 degrees warmer than the previous recorded high.  That, and they say it's going to be worse tomorrow.

I could tell it was hot because of the suspicious silence around our neighborhood.  I live at the top of a little cul de sac, and all of my neighbors have dogs, and all of the dogs have definite opinions.  Opinions that they are normally willing to express at full volume during the day.  Today, however, was canine-vocal free until just about 15 minutes ago, when Moose went back out and started a debate with Roady next door.  Frankly, I thought he was trying to keep up our family's side - with Daisy heading back home, someone needs to keep him in his place.  Normally, the fluffy one is the instigator, but Moose can keep up his end of the conversation when necessary. 

Since it's still 93 out there, it was a short conversation, but still... he got his point across.