That's what everyone is calling the weather these days but we donkeys think it's quite comfortable. Doc and Molly go around looking like over-steamed clams, the dog lies in the shade panting and even the cat sprawls under a shrub. A collection of humans formed on the lawn today and sat there eating and saying things like "Could it GET any hotter", and, "It's not the heat it's the HUMIDITY". They grazed on all kinds of delicacies while we looked on longingly from the other side of the fence. They did not share.
When they had annihilated all the foodstuffs, they came to see Jack and self and announced we were all going for a walk. Their goal was to help the visitors dig up some potatoes to take home, thus making a complete mess of my careful inventory. I watched closely and think they took about twenty but of course I can't be sure. Now my totals will be skewed. We did get to see the irrigation pipes they have put in the fields and we climbed over them bravely, until I knocked one with a hoof and nearly scared myself to death with the metalic clang that issued forth. I don't appreciate being called a "drama queen" in front of company.
Brenda, one of the humans I have known all my life, held my shank and plucked delicacies from the sides of the path for me to sample. I especially like black raspberries and new grass shoots. The woman walked behind, making rude remarks about my back being broad enough to serve as a dining surface for a family of ten. They plied Jack with treats as well though he has to eat in small quantities or the food gets stuck in his throat.
This is a good time to mention a deplorable habit the dog indulges in and which infuriates all four equines. We have a big water trough in front of the barn and the dog has decided it's her own personal plunge pool. She tears down the trail ahead of the others, belts through the run-in and leaps into our freshly filled water trough. Then she runs in circles, biting the water, finishing up by lying down with just her nose showing. Then she explodes out, leaving all sorts of hair and debris floating in there. It's uncivilized, revloting and highly unsanitary. The woman is not impressed but the male human thinks it's absolutely hilarious and always asks the dog if she feels refreshed. I plan on calling the health department.