Day breaks before 6 these days, and I get up with the sun in order to do chores,
walk Smooch and ride Lucy before it gets too hot.
The weekend temperatures were ridiculous, and it was too hot by 9,
wicked hot by 10, and stay-in-the air-conditioned-house-hot by 11.
I emerged only to check on the animals.
George and Alan both managed to rub off their grazing muzzles
on the stall pipes Saturday afternoon, so I took the hint and instituted
a "no grazing muzzles during a heat wave" policy.
It's not like they're out eating when it's this hot anyway.
They know that they can always catch a breeze
if they stand in the back doorways of the barn.
They also know that if they stick close to home and look pathetic,
they will be spoiled pampered.
I have a no muzzle policy when it gets hot, too. I can't imagine being hot and having hot air around your face while trying to breathe through a muzzle. Good call.
ReplyDeleteThey are thinking, it must be watermelon time!
ReplyDeleteYou took the words right out of my mouth!
DeleteYikes. This doesn't sound pleasant at all. You know how I love measurements.....what kind of temps are you seeing? I was reading about this heatwave. Time for frozen margaritas?
ReplyDeleteDefinitely time. Friday's high was 100, Saturday and Sunday it hit 105.
DeleteGreat sunrise photo--the best part of the day, esp during heat waves! Your "no muzzle policy" is very humane. Kudos to you!!
ReplyDeleteWe're havin" a heat wave too. 90F and humid is a little hard on the soul. Waited for this since Dec and now it's too hot. When is the weather just right? Ha!
ReplyDeleteThey are so sweet. And ready for treats :)
ReplyDeleteIt was 119 here in Palm Desert yesterday and today it is supposed to be 123 degrees! ACK! And, for the next 10 days, more one teens...sigh...I keep the dog inside and let the hose run out front for the birds, who show up panting every afternoon.
ReplyDeleteCheryl Ann~
As my Grand Daddy used to say....it's too hot to even think.
ReplyDeleteSpeaking of cerebral activities...saw on a New Mexico site an old map of our state with the Aztec meanings of NM and CO. The Navel of the Moon is us and the Redlands is CO. So I guess you and I live in the New Navel of the Moon. giggling, Oma Linda
I'm sure they are happy to be muzzle free...it's too hot to eat anyway. My guys are hanging out in the shade and the only movement I see is swishing tails. It was 117 here yesterday. ugh. going to be above 110 all week. Summer's here!
ReplyDeleteOh I would just be a grease stain on the ground in those kind of temps! Time to install misters and fans for the critters. They would love it.
ReplyDeleteI should always read your blog first thing in the day!! I always would do better if I followed your example. Yesterday I got smacked down hard with heat exhaustion ... and that is only up here in Canada where we hit 32 'C (89'F). Didn't even see it coming. Blam! Takes a long time to thin out our winter blood. ;) So today I got up early (not quite as early as you) and did all the chores before breakfast. The donkeys were happy to see me out and about when they could tolerate being out of the barn too. I'm learning that story number one when you have large animals is weather. Hope you've found some cool ways to spend the mid-day. I'm finding ice cream, crushed peanuts and maple syrup are necessary emergency heat wave supplies. ;)
ReplyDeleteI love that picture where each of them have their own doorway!
ReplyDeleteCute!
It's been on and off hot here, too. I hope you get some relief soon!