Today, I have given the Blog over to Heidi, our three year-old Miniature Dachshund.
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Heidi very, very hot.
Not good hot like King-the-Doberman-killing-a-squirrel-hot, but Bad hot, very Bad hot!!
Heidi covered in fur, you know.
My fur black, too. It concentrate sunlight so it hit Heidi like laser beam. Make me feel all puky. Rather fight an Owl than live with this humidity! Hardly have any appetite. Good for four bowls, and then no more!
Heidi try to be team player, but when four-eyed two-legged treat giver take me out it feel like being thrown into stupid hot bath with cats! Quickly, I seek the wet dirt, but he yell, “No, Heidi, No!” like I trying to smuggle bomb into airport. But no smuggle bomb! Just trying to throw heat from back by rolling in mud puddle!
Master stupid in the head!
Real buzz kill.
And take him forever to climb stairs back to apartment. He moan and makes sigh sounds, whimper like scared of thunder. After 30 minutes, when he finally drag himself up stairs he go to bathroom to make sick noises for rest of day, completely forgetting about Heidi!
No water in bowl make Heidi dehydrated, feel woozy and start to see mice everywhere! Chase mice, bark at mice, jump at mice!! Get real mad! Hate stupid mice!!
And then realize not mice at all, Heidi just chasing her tail!
Very embarrassing.
Stupid heat!