Scooter loves hot weather. If he were a sensible dog like Lily, I’d let him enjoy it. But he’s not. He likes to sunbathe. He plops down on the back step in a bright spot, and stretches his skinny little body out as long as it can go. He’d bake himself until limp if I let him, but dogs can get heatstroke, and I’ve found him on the verge. So, I’ve been limiting his tanning sessions and shushing him off the step. I was pleased the other day when I let him outside, and instead of flopping down in the sun, he trotted across the lawn. Maybe he’d gotten the message!
But, no, I guess he’s a tad more clever than I give him credit for.
When I called the dogs in, this is how he looked. He had been over at the pond, baking himself on a sun-heated rock.
Scooter, I’m onto you!