Hot dogs

The TV weather people are thrilled. They get to say "triple-digits" for the first time this year. We're not so thrilled--I like the 80's and even the low 90's, but I can do without triple-digits. We don't have A/C and count on the whole house fan and the evening delta breezes to cool us off at night.  I don't see any delta breezes yet and I have a little clip-on fan blowing on me while I sit at the computer. My son and his new wife are finishing up their honeymoon. In fact they are on a plane as I write and we'll be picking them up in S.F. tonight. I've been dog-sitting since Thursday. The dogs' other grandmother had them for the first part of the week. These dogs live in the foothills and aren't used to triple-digits either.

Sam is an Akita-mix. On his first day he spent a lot of time in the pool.

Guiness is a 7-month old puppy (already 70 pounds) and spent a lot of time in the hot afternoon sleeping near my computer. He has his head on the teddy-bear that he carries around with him.

The hot dogs will be glad to get back to the mountains tonight.