Hot Dog

Ollie dog ran ahead of me on our walk this morning because she couldn't wait for her cooling splish-splosh in the lake.

MrQ and I have really struggled in the heat today. Our shed-like, wooden, poorly insulated bungalow doesn't lend itself to the recommended cooling techniques. At one point MrQ got cramps so I sprayed him with water and wrapped his legs in a wet towel. Ollie dog was very huffy-puffy. I peeled and cut up an apple, cold from the fridge, and fed it to her together with some ice cubes. The temperature indoors reached 36 degrees. I think we'll decamp to the potting shed, a former battery chicken unit, next time there's a heatwave as it is very well insulated with few windows.