Dog Days Of August

Ok, it's been SO humid this summer, I kicked my buddy Harry off his chair and claimed it.  He's just a cat, you know?  He can find a high place with a nice breeze and jump up there.  I've chewed all the straw-like stuff off one side of this chair, so my chins (yes, plural) feel nice and supported.  (Mom has finally STOPPED yelling stuff about "ruining" the best furniture she has.  She now sees how I have made it BETTER.)  

Anyway, apparently it isn't HOT ENOUGH here, so my buddy Rory went to the DESERT.  Yeah.  A place called Las Vegas.  He loved it, as Mom said he would, but I think he really missed me.  He thought about me so much he bought me this 'wife beater' (not that I WANT a wife, nor if I had one would I BEAT her!) shirt.  I am to wear it to the Dog Park.  It says I'm in charge.  Cool!

Summer

I don't really like Summer.  Gotta admit it.  That heat and humidity gets my itchies going and makes it hard to get comfortatble.  I can't run around.  I don't like to swim.  We don't have air conditioning (hint.. hint...).  Even though my Mom cools me down by wetting me all the time, and I have my own fan in front of my own chair..  still, I like the cooler days better.  Mom says August will have some nice cool days.  *sigh*  I hope so...

Heaven... I'm in Heaven....

This morning my Mom got me up REAL early - I usually like to sleep in - to see this moon setting, below...

And I thought... "OK, Nice, but isn't it still, like.. NIGHT?"  But she had made a cup of her favorite tea and said we could sit on the front porch and watch the sky wake up.

I ... couldn't .... stay .... awake......

So Mom held me in her arms and I took a liiiiittle nap.  She got no more tea after this, but does she really need 3 cups of tea?

Do you think I need wrinkle cream?

Bliss

This evening my Mom was a little cranky (I KNOW - whaaaat?) because she was trying to paint and I was running around, and Dad was asking her a million questions and she couldn't concentrate.  My Dad found my new :) brush and took me to the garden to try it out.  Hey - did you know it can reach that *spot* on your lower back, right above your tail that you can't get to?   AAaaaaahhhhhhhhh...  we both had a great 'time out'.

And I just want to say thanks to all my doggie and people friends who have stuck with me and NOT forgotten me while my Mom was "getting her act together".  As if it's 'together' now.  ;)  I love her anyway.....  and all of you, too...

Another SHOT?

See me here?  Don't I look TERRIFIED?

My Mom says "Go with the nice lady, Paco, and there's a treat when you come back!"

OK, but I KNOW what 'shot' means.  I had one a few weeks ago for my Lyme Disease exposure.  This lady smiled for the camera, but as soon as the photo shoot was over she was *all business*.  OOOWWWWWW! 

I actually need 2 treats after this.  Isn't it enough I have to take pills for my itchies every morning and night? (OK, I get CHEESE with them, but still..)

Wordless Wednesday (Reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated..)

*Jus' Nappin'*

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