We’re doing a lot of sunset walks these days, and for good reason … it’s warming up! Dad tells me it’s gonna hit a hundred this weekend. A hundred! Whatever that means. All I know is it is nice and warm.
Mom decided to do something extra-special for me, now that temps are warming up. Are you ready for this? She bought me a SWIMMING POOL!! At first, I was a skeptic. I mean, who wants to swim in a plastic cylinder filled with tepid city water, #amirite?
I was reluctant to jump in, much in the same way that that a pup is reluctant to get a temperature reading at the vet. That’s when Mom tried to sweeten the deal by tossing some H2O my way … INCOMING!!
Tempted … but skeptical.
Seconds later, Mom just dunked me in the pool.
It took me all of three milli-seconds to jump out and storm the yard trying to remove the tepid fluid from my supple coating of bodily fur.
Then I thought to myself, maybe poolside living isn’t all that bad? A quiet resignation came over me.
Mom and Dad motivated my poolside malaise to go away with a sunset walk.
We peered out to the west … realizing that the end of the day was symbolic of the end of something else …
… that something else being the end of our spring-time visit to the Sonoran Desert. In just two weeks, we’ll trade in 100 degrees for 60 Pacific Northwest degrees. I’ll be honest … I like it here. I wouldn’t mind staying. But I can’t drive a car, and quite honestly I have no control over my life, so I’ll go where Mom and Dad take me. Maybe they’ll take me to see my beloved Wendy.
I’ll happily sit in a plastic cylinder of tepid H2O with Wendy!
By the way, a quick shout-out to the quilters up north dealing with the aftermath of a major windstorm #thoughtsandprayers.
Down south, Mom bought me my own Lawn Chair!
With my new seat resting four inches off the ground, I have ample opportunity to assess threats … like this one.
Mom took me for a golf cart ride to see if we could find any bunnies …
It turned out that the bunnies were in hiding during the daytime heat … but were in ample supply following an afternoon of crafting.
Once we get past Easter, we must ponder the future … a trip back to the Pacific Northwest. Gone will be the days of 90 degree temps and sunshine … replaced by who knows what? I relax on our couch, wondering whether Wendy is still patiently waiting to see me?
I just wonder if there will be any palm trees in the Northwest when we get there?
Or will there still be major windstorm damage when we arrive?
I don’t have answers to these questions … I just ponder the future. Maybe I should ask Alexa what she thinks?