You know I’m a chorkie, right? Half Chihuahua half Yorkshire Terrier. Well, I know one of my great great (etc) grand bitches was Mexican but I am not loving this heat. How they could sit around protecting temples all day in the sun is beyond me. The fluffy one told me that the beautiful assistant got sun stroke on the top of the Temple of the Sun in Teotihuacan, Mexico, once – and she’s Australian! Lightweight.
On my morning walk I desperately tried to find any tiny bit of shade and I even went for an ‘almost’ swim. Had to dodge those bastard swans though; boy, they can get really testy.
Yesterday I had to have a bath – yes, fox poo again – and I jumped in the tub eagerly as I was boiling to death. I think the beautiful assistant (BA) rolled in poo as well as she was putting purple stuff in her hair and washing it out over the bathtub.
The BA’s been to a clairvoyant today (I always knew she was weird) and now the fluffy one is preparing for a row on his kayak. Not sure I can cope with the thought of him in that clingy rubber suit. Oh god – here he comes – that is NOT a good look. I may have to hide until he leaves.