They say that the really hot and humid days at the end of July and first part of August are called the “Dog Days.” I think that is because on really hot days, the dogs all just lay out and don’t do much except pant with their tongues. That’s about all I fell like doing today, too. When the temperatures are in the 90’s, there’s no breeze, and the humidity feels like your bathroom after you step out of the shower – those are dog days, in my book.
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