Today I went with my Ma over to see my friend Lancaster. He's a Swiss Mountain dog. A few months ago, he looked like this:
This was our play date last April.
Hello, Lancaster! My, how you have grown.
I like to stand on the garden wall to feel a bit taller.
Can you tell how hot we are? According to the Weather Channel, it's 90 degrees but feels like 105 degrees out there. Imagine having a fur coat on top, to boot.
Despite the heat, I did enjoy the garden. (See, Miss Yvette? I didn't even dig up any of your lovely basil.)
Next time, Lancaster, let's meet at the big fountain in Hull Park. These really are the dog days of summer.
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