It was a muggy mid-90s late yesterday afternoon, when a huge storm blew in and blew away the heat (though not, of course, the humidity).
I worry about the Reds getting water in their heads (where it might mildew!), but how hardhearted would I have had to be to ignore their pleas to go play on the back porch?
They had a ball and got soaking wet, and so did I.
Afterward they were wrapped in terry cloth and given hot tea, to keep their heads from stuffing up.
(Baby Red is waving at the bears looking out the window.)
(There's a CW song "Rain Is a Good Thing" by Luke Bryan.)
I worry about the Reds getting water in their heads (where it might mildew!), but how hardhearted would I have had to be to ignore their pleas to go play on the back porch?
They had a ball and got soaking wet, and so did I.
Afterward they were wrapped in terry cloth and given hot tea, to keep their heads from stuffing up.
(Baby Red is waving at the bears looking out the window.)
(There's a CW song "Rain Is a Good Thing" by Luke Bryan.)
