Say hey (hay) to R.J. and his buddy Pita. The heat hasn’t gotten to them – yet – but they are demanding more carrots and baths. Can’t blame them. No, RJ isn’t really small – Pita is about 16.2.
Farm life when it’s 100 degrees, is a little slower and everyone and everything can be a bit more grumpy. Even me. (yeah, I know you are all rolling around laughing and snorting). The cats are exhibiting the laid out flat look. The dogs are begging for cracked ice…………yes they are spoiled. The only one not being a prima dona is young Miss Macha. I think once she sees how the act works for everyone else, she’ll perfect her requests.
Despite the heat, Macha and I are training. She loves to play and thinks that is what life is about. She really does have the right attitude…..make it a game and it goes by very fast. Michelle B makes the BEST victim for our searches. Macha sniffs her out almost anywhere she hides. Go Macha!
The only hickup has been when the main floor AC compressor died at 102 degrees. Fortunately for me, my amazing HVAC guy had me back up and running in about 12 hours. Comfort Zone Heating & Cooling – you are the best!!!
