Geez. F*cking hot out there. If I don’t make a list, nothing will get done.
-Eat.
-Drink.
-Nap
-Bark
-Drool.
-go outside
-Come back in again.
-Shed.
-Repeat.
Yeah, it’s a dog’s life. If it ever gets cool around here, I’m going to add “race crazily through house with a stuffed monkey in my mouth.” but for now, the only thing I’m chasing is Z’s.
