Well it’s official.
Yesterday was the hottest day ever in the city of Houston. Well the hottest on the thermometer anyway.
It was a toasty 109.
Yes 109. I have no idea what the heat index was. But it was fucking hot.
And we had quite a day.
Doug and I got up early and drove 70 miles to an event; only to unload everything and then be told that a mistake had been made and in reality we had no spot.
Well not inside anyway. The head poobah didn’t even apologize for his error but said we were welcome to set up outside.
Yeah, like that was gonna happen.
Obviously the man was a mental defective; or just plain mean.
Either way, we drove 3 hours for nothing. Actually, to be more correct, to lose money.
It was a quiet trip back home.
When we got back to Houston I went to Evelyn’s where Daisy’s been encamped for 5 days now.
When Doug got back to our house he found Gizmo in mid-seizure. He immediately gave him a double dose of Keppra which stopped it; but we still have no idea what the trigger was. Hopefully it was just an isolated incident.
Meanwhile Lazer is still at our house enjoying his last few days of being a guy.
My dress with essence of Daisy is still in his crate.
And Lazer’s loving it for sure.
But sadly now he’s all dressed up with nowhere to go, so to speak.
Daisy’s not there; and he can’t really get his own train to the station, due to his lack of opposable thumbs, a fact which he’s been lamenting- loudly.
I asked Doug if he was going to help his boy out.
But although he was very sympathetic to Lazer’s plight, he declined to literally, lend a hand.
If I’d hit the lotto I’d go and find the woman from the dog show to do the deed. But I just can’t spend $200 on that right now.
So just like so many other horny teenagers, Lazer’s just going to have to deal with his frustration as best he can.
Life goes on…