So it’s over 100 degrees outside today and what are we doing at Casa De Canterbury?? WALKING, that’s what. Seriously. Pretty and the old woman Slow have been talking FOREVER about how “we” all need to get back on our walking schedules and get “ourselves” fit and trim, blah, blah, blah. Translation: The Red Man and Paw Licker Annie and Smokey Lonesome Ollie and Tennis Ball Obsessed Chelsea are stir crazy in the house with Pretty working at the General Store and Slow totally worthless lying around in rooms with blinds closed so the light doesn’t bother her SENSITIVE Shingles eye and if these Pups don’t get some exercise, we’re all going to blow a collective gasket! Give me strength. I get so sick of that Shingles bullshit I could bark and twirl and bark and twirl spinning around like bright colored wooden horses on a carousel when the music hits warp speed and those horses move up and down so fast the Peeps get dizzy. You know what I’m talkin’ about.
Just my luck. I FINALLY break out of the casa (which is Spanish for house) only to hit the pavement of the streets in our neighborhood when it’s so boiling hot I think I’m walking on Fire and Brimstone. Yeah, how hot is it? Ask our new Peep PupWalker – he’ll be happy to tell you…or ask Paw Licker Annie. She’ll give you a piece of her mind and she won’t sugar-coat it either. That old gal’s got spunk. I have to keep my short legs clipping along to stay up with her.
Even Ollie and Chelsea will be glad to give you a weather update for the streets of Forest Hills today, and they hardly ever have anything to say about anything.
Well, Sports Fans, I need to calm down, take a deep breath and sip a cool drink tonight while I re-live my Moment of Zen in the Great Outdoors today. H-O-T may be just a state of mind, but it’s hard on the paws.