Heat Wave

Allo, mes chers!  I hope you all are staying cool.  Mom has been taking us out at 5:30am and again around 8pm to avoid the worst of this oppressive heat.  Since she can keep up with them, she walksruns Jax and Olive around our neighborhood through all the good smells and critter haunts.  All the neighbors come out to smile and make that pathetic "awww" sound.  If Mom walks me instead (our usual 8pm routine), no one stops to look.  They scoot along the road rather quickly.  *sigh*  No love for poor old Spurtacus...
Since there is no hope of Mom ever keeping up with me, she takes me somewhere to run--most recently we have had the good fortune to play soccer in Grandma's backyard.  And guess who we've found!  My beloved Anatole, believed dead, but alive (enough) for our favorite game.  I don't know if you remember him from old photos, but he was once bright yellow, blue, and white.  Now he's...not so much.  But I still love him!  He remains the only soccer ball I've never punctured.  A survival rate of 1 out of 5 isn't so bad:)

Behold the Anatole!

I am the happiest dog alive...especially when I think of all those Spur-shaped biscuits left from the Race for Recovery sitting on the kitchen table!

Specially made for me! Wheat free beef cookie with honey mustard glaze:)