In reality, we've all been mourning the disappearance of summer and the loss of warm. Otto stands around whining and asks to go out. Then I let him out and he sits in the yard staring at the door, giving me the evil eye, as if I was the one who took the sun away. Without sun, he doesn't relax.
|I'd like to go out please!|
|What the &&%%$# did you do with the sun?|
Last weekend, there was a brief resurgence of summer! And we all rejoiced!
There was a party on the porch!!
And then we went inside to sleep it off. Otto squeezed as much of his body as he could in a sun beam. Daisy, small enough to take full advantage of the beam took a bath.
|Pictures? Can't you see I'm bathing here!|
Real blog tomorrow! I promise!!