Loki shows his colors on the Fourth.
Loki wore a pair of flags for our morning stroll into the village. He looked quite patriotic as we set out.
We had a lovely stroll at first, but after the first mile and a half, the affects of the heat set in. I was wearing jeans and an oversized (but patriotic) T-shirt; Loki has that fur. It was HOT out there, and getting hotter fast. We were both feeling it.
We made it home, but I confess I was tempted to call my husband and ask for a ride. As soon as we got back to the house, I started closing windows. I switched on the AC on my way to get Loki some water. I put food in his bowl, but he took one look at it and walked away. I understood completely. It took me a while to get around to eating breakfast, too.
I went ahead and put my flags out in the yard — some small ones along the street and the bigger one from the post of our porch. Then I locked the door and swore I wasn’t setting foot outside again until fireworks time.
I spent the rest of the morning watching the Tour de France.
Ah, the joys of summer in Ohio.
Growls and yips