It’s hot out. Like 90 something degrees out. We don’t do 90’s in Seattle. And I don’t like it. It’s not just me either, we’ve been warned;
If it doesn’t start raining soon, we’re going to dry up and turn to dust. Just look, it’s already starting with some of the locals –
No, wait, it’s the neighbors cat rolling around in the dirt to try and keep cool. I think he’s a pretty cool cat, so good for him.
Charlie, you’re soft. But you’re right. 90 is plenty hot.
I know just how you feel, it’s going to be 98 today, tomorrow 100. I have to go now, it’s time to role in the dirt, right where I soaked it yesterday. DJC