85 degrees in the house when I went to bed last night, 81 degrees when I woke up, 10 degrees cooler outside for my morning run.
The house was 90 degrees when I got home tonight. Miserable for me, but I can't imagine how the dog feels. The house is like a big car I left her in with only a few windows cracked. Is that happy panting or delirium?
Temps are supposed to tickle 100 tomorrow. I'll have to hose the pooch down before I go to work. I'll try the Linden water dish in the freezer trick too.
Tomorrow should be bring your pet to (air conditioned) work day.