Couch Potato
Poor Lars has been living life as a couch potato of sorts for the last few days, forcing me to break out the ‘ol pitty stick.
For about the last week the heat of summer has been in the neighbourhood of 35 degrees, making it unbarably hot for me, nevermind the little man.
Lars is a black dog so when it is hot outside he seems to absorb the heat all the more, and is panting almost immediately upon stepping outside.
I remember back when Lu and Lars would lie on my patio and I’d reach down and pet each of them, Luther would feel cool even when it was hot, but Lars, black coat and all would feel super hot.
I do my best to exercise Bar early in the morning, and again later in the evening when it is a bit cooler but still feel bad when I leave to go somewhere in the heat of the day without him.
Bar’s running has also suffered as of late, another fact that makes me feel kinda guilty but when mother nature decides to be uncooperative, what can ya do?
Bar, pass the chips.
Hey, any tips on convincing your black fuzzball that the room where the AC is located is a really cool, har har, place to be? She won’t go in there unless one of us is in there, despite the fact that she’s huffa puffa-ing all the time. I have even put a bed of hers in there, hoping that would be a good encouragement. Also, her water is in there. Chief, there is a cooler option! You do not need to hang out right by me to your own detrament.
I know, they can be funny like that. Try feeding her in there.
Will do. I’ve tried everything else. I’ve tried bringing her in there when I see she’s puffing, I’ve tried sleeping in there some nights. Feeding her would be easy enough.