Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, your popular host, Mani the purebred border collie, here to bring you up to date on what’s been going on with me and the guy I live with. You may remember me from such posts as “The Upended Breakfast”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose. I don’t think you can see how hot I am. I’m being stoic. It’s been really, really, really hot. I mean super hot. We haven’t been doing much of anything because it’s been so hot. Last night at eleven o’clock it was over eighty degrees in the house.
On my evening walk last night the sun was blood-red, according to the guy I live with, who didn’t get a picture of it because he said he thought his eyes were going. He had to ask some people who were walking two black Labrador puppies if the sun was really that red, and they said it was. There was a fire somewhere which was turning the sun that color.
And then later, at Tinkle Time, I went out and came upon a striped kitty in the “way back”, where it shouldn’t have been. I barked a lot and didn’t come when I was called, and the guy I live with got really angry with me. I finally did come in, and he lectured me for quite some time. He thought I might have been sprayed, but I wasn’t. The guy I live with explained striped kitties to me again but I still didn’t quite get it.
Obviously I couldn’t go out again, because of the striped kitty, so we went on another walk at quarter after one in the morning. By that time it had cooled off some.
Today he thought he found the place where the striped kitty snuck into our yard and fixed that. The fence is pretty old and some of the pickets have been broken. Some have even been chewed through by creatures trying to get into our yard.
The garden has been really dry. The photographs don’t really show it, but it has been dry. Some plants have curled up and died.
The pool was put back and filled with water. Even if I don’t lie in it, which I guess I ought to, he says it makes things look “summery”. To me that means extremely hot.Looking across what the guy I live with calls “the lawn”. It isn’t a lawn. It is pretty fun to run around the paths and look for things in the grasses.
The Enclosure, with the medium Big Metal Chicken. The Enclosure is watered about once a week. A peek into the Employees Only section. It looks kind of autumnal because the pea shrubs, Caragana arborescens, are shedding their leaves due to the prolonged drought. The shrubs can become completely leafless in some years. That path goes on for almost another fifteen feet. The guy I live with hardly ever goes back there; he says that gardens should have places where you hardly ever go, like the disused wing of a manor house. The path leading to my Private Lawn. You can see that the grass has dried up to nothing, and the Egyptian onions have mostly gone dormant. There are apples all over the place. I don’t eat apples like the other purebred border collies who live here did. They aren’t ripe, for one thing. My Private Lawn. It’s Cody buffalo grass, which was just mowed and watered. That spot by the solar lamp has always been bare; nothing grows there because of the lilacs. Maybe some kind of native grass would do well there, but nothing else ever has. Looking back toward the house. The solar lamp hanging there had its solar panels wrecked by being left outside for years, so it doesn’t work, but it hangs there anyway. It was a really nice lamp. And another view from farther up the path on the north side of the garden. Looking across the “old rock garden”. That’s it for the garden pictures.
The guy I live with has always liked having lots of birds in the garden, and just yesterday he “rejellified” the oriole feeder and an oriole showed up just a little while later. But the biggest thing is what’s happening at the thistle feeder. The guy I live with says the thistle is being eaten at the rate of about an inch a day.You can see robins stealing grape jelly from the oriole feeder, but also goldfinches at the thistle feeder. They eat and eat and eat. The guy I live with says they probably can’t find much food outside of the garden because it’s been so dry. The thistle feeder was filled just a few days ago.
He learned a while ago that the thistle seed needs to be fresh. Thistle seed was in the feeder for several months and no one showed up. Then he went to the bird seed store, bought new fresh seed, and the goldfinches went through a whole ten-pound bag in about a month. The old seed was tossed into the garden because other creatures aren’t as picky.
Today we hardly did anything. We didn’t get to bed until two in the morning, so hardly doing anything today seemed like the logical course of action. I had breakfast, went on my morning walk, the guy I live with thought about things and moped a bit, then we took a nap. The kitchen phone rang and the guy I live with wasn’t sure what to do. He answered the phone but couldn’t understand what the person wanted. It was so hot that understanding people was pretty difficult.
Then it looked like it might rain but instead it just got dark. Dark and extremely hot. We went on my evening walk and it started to sprinkle, so I thought it best to go back home. And then it rained. It rained for about half an hour. Not a downpour or anything, just rain. There was some thunder, too, so I had to hide.
The main thing, though, was that it finally cooled off to the point where I didn’t think I wasn’t going to roast away to nothing. Like if you left a turkey in the oven for ten hours. Instead it was delightfully cool.
The guy I live with said that eventually it will cool off, to the point where he wishes it would be warm again, but I can hardly wait.
Until next time, then.