I know what you mean about hot: I think here in Santa Monica it must have hit 79, maybe 80 yesterday…couldn’t close the windows till 3 a.m….and today has been almost as tough.

Oh, that’s wonderful. I needed some bassets today. Thanks, Tbogg!

And I thought last week’s picture was appallingly cute….

For those of you complaining about heat, come up here to the NW, where it’s supposed to be in the low 60′s tomorrow. A couple of days ago it was in the 90′s. I see what they mean about global warming promoting extremes of weather.

Awww…doggy cuddling.

We put up a “Dog Days of Summer” display in the library (really just an excuse to feature a bunch of “Summer Reading” books) and one of our accompanying doggie photos was Wembley. He’s now a somewhat-famous basset in selective regions of western Massachusetts.

Thank you, thank you. Especially as I am between dogs just now.

Who loves his big brother? Who?

(Nothing is more adorable than a big dog/little dog relationship, except when it’s human.)

Here’s a video of two baby mooses and a backyard sprinkler. All kids like sprinklers.

Mighty fine stack o bassets ya got there.

When you pull them apart, do you get that stretchy hot-cheese pizza effect?

Apropo of nothing–or perhaps, I’m simply cajoling our host into delivering Teh Snark:

http://sports.espn.go.com/nfl/trainingcamp10/news/story?id=5476459

Does that mean it hit 78 in PB? (and 100 in Clairemont?)

Aaawww. What a sweet picture. Remember when Fenway was wary of the little interloper? And now..

Hot? You want Hot? I thought I was gonna die from heat exhaustion just having to go back to the car this MORNING, at 8 am, because I got to the door of work and realized I didn’t have my i.d. badge (which opens the outer and interior doors. Gotta have it) I was already sweating then by the time I got in the door. And the afternoon…Ugggh. Could hardly move.

It’s so hot I’m wearing skirts to work. There. You know it’s drastic.

“Dog days?”

I’ll tell YOU about “dog days”. As in, it’s been over 100 degrees here for at least 17 of the past 20 days with a heat index one day reaching 117. Because my suitcase travels in the car with me all day as I make sales calls, I’ve been packing one of those frozen gel packs in it each day to keep the cosmetics from melting.

It “only” got up to 92 in NW Arkansas when I was up there on Tuesday; I didn’t break a sweat all day.

Now I can’t talk about this anymore or I’ll start cursing again…

Well, Wembley obviously loves his big brother, and that eyebrow of Fenway’s in the second shot–wonderful. And it’s colder than crap for summertime right about now in SW Washington State, and that after 90+ degree weather last week, so shadup alreadee . . .

I loved this!

Oh. My. God. The cuteness, it is too much. *Swoon*

Once again, living canine vicariously through your boys…thanks Monsieur Boggs.

Dammit T, do these fellows actually *do* anything besides just lie around look cute (and bored)?

I just lost 40 minutes on that site. Awesome. Thanks.

At the local humane society last month there was a German shepherd/basset mix. He was the sorriest excuse for a German shepherd you can imagine with his stumpy legs and longing eyes. He got adopted.

Omygawdthey’readorable! Mom, too. And Mom is…omfg ginormous!