Too Hot to Think

It’s too hot to write or think or do much of anything. I slept on my couch because the bedroom is too hot. I’m not sure which is worse, being too hot in a comfortable bed or being cool on a not so comfortable couch. Freckles is laying on her bed, half on and half off with her tongue hanging out. It’s just how I feel.

I don’t want to go outside, but I guess Freckles will insist on doing so. She is so selfish. Well I better treat her well because when I get my electricity bill we will be sharing food for a while.

Keep cool daddy-o.

1 thought on “Too Hot to Think

  1. Gaaaahgh! I know what you mean! I've also been sleeping on the couch but Eddie seems oblivious on his prince pillows.

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