It is hot. I don't like hot. I have a black fur coat which is a wonderful thing to have in the winter. The summer, not so much. I've made many complaints to the lady about turning down the heat, but for some unknown reason, she refuses to do anything about it. I don't understand this, because she usually indulges my every whim.
My dog-neighbor Woody came for a visit. If you remember from a previous post, we have a somewhat tenuous relationship. We don't quite trust each other. But, as you can see from the photo, we try to get along. We are sharing the shade of an umbrella (although why he gets a bed to lay on and I don't is a mystery to me). There is a nice bowl of cool water nearby. It is a pleasant way to spend a summer afternoon.