But I just love to go outside, ya know? I put up a pretty good fuss this morning, it being a day my prime staff person was home and didn't go rushing off, and finally she gave up and let me out the back door. She had her breakfast and mug o' tea and came out to sit on the deck. She said something like, 'Jeez Louise, it's already 82 at 7:30," but stayed for a while. Truthfully, when I got outside I lost all interest in the yard. I sat on the deck for a while watching a squirrel taunt me from the big tree limb hanging close to the deck, but couldn't even muster up a 'ke-ke-ke' or butt wiggle. I did check out the plants on the deck and they seemed fine, but then she waters them every night. Finally I wandered over to the deck steps, but couldn't quite bring myself to go down into the yard where the sun was shining. I plopped down at the head of the steps and after a few more minutes staff person sort of laughed and said, "Come on, let's go in the house." Sounded good to me, so I got up and headed for the door. She opened it, we both came in, and I collapsed on the cool wood floor, asking myself, "Why did I want to go out again?" and couldn't remember. Earlier in the week staff person remarked we still had about two months of this over temperature thingy. Not sure what a month is, but it sounded like a long time.
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