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With school kids ending their school years, our Siberian Sizzling Summer Heat is here and we are protesting quite loudly about it.
I’m melting. I’m melting.
Believe it or not, as the summer temperatures soar, Hu-Dad suggested that we all hang outside while he did some household chores. We howled about the injustice of it all. What sort of person would force Nordic dogs into the sunshine?
Hu-Dad, however, would like to point out two things. First, our high temperature yesterday was 66ºF (19ºC). Second, if you study the photograph above, you will notice that most of the porch is in the shade. Typhoon has just chosen to lay in the sun.
How am I supposed to get sympathy if you tell the readers that?
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Haha!! Oh Typhoon the horror of it all! A blazing hot 66 degrees!! I don’t know how you do it sweetie pie ????