If You Can't Stand The Heat, Go In The House!

Brutus is so confused. He is a "house" dog, but this summer he has become a house dog that only comes in when it's time for bed, kind of like children used to be. There are just too many fun things to do and listen to outside. Especially at the lake.

Enter this weeks heat, and he just doesn't know what to do with himself. I have finally figured out that this must be the reason why he has been going in and out of the house enough times to make me wish I would have sent him back to the cities with Dad!! It is just plain frickin hot. There is no nicer way to say it. It's hard to breathe. You walk a few steps outside, and the back of your shirt is soaked. The first thing I do in the morning is fill up Brutus's purple pool, but even the water gets warm, which has been kind of nice because it's perfect for giving him a bath outside at night!

Anyway, I'm quite certain that he goes outside and gets too hot and doesn't know what to do, so he knocks on the door to come inside (I barely have a screen left on the front door from his knocking), then he instantly gets bored inside where it's nice and cool, so he rings the bells to go back outside. He has been doing this all day for the last three days.

Dear Mr.Weatherman, make something change, or you will be finding a very sweet but psychotic lab named Brutus on your doorstep!