07-16-2014, 06:28 PM
The usual routine for myself and "the boys" is to allow them to run and play and browse freely for an hour in the morning while I do the chores and the same in the evening. But because it was 100 degrees this evening (as opposed to 53 this morning) I had another plan. I completed the chores, then let the boys out and we all headed for my huge spreading weeping willow tree so they could play and browse in the shade. My feet started getting hot in my chore clogs so I took them off and let them dangle while I sat and watched the boys for an hour. During that time Clancy wandered by, brushed up against my right foot, stopped, took a step back, sniffed it, snorted and moved on. I replied "Well what do you expect in 100 degree heat?" Must not have smelled too bad though...
he's still alive.
he's still alive.