Anyone Else Notice The Leaves Are Already Falling?

Our Big Dog Rodney is happier these days. The weather has been cooler here in my corner of West Virginia. We've even gotten a little bit of rain. Before I know it, Rodney's fur coat will start making much better sense and I'll be able to take him all the way around the neighborhood without giving him (and me) heat stroke. For much of August, Rodney has spent his days camped atop the air conditioning vent in our bedroom, venturing outside only in the mornings and evenings when my wife collects him for a walk. I generally take him in the afternoon, but August has been so brutal, our walks are limited to what amounts to a quick trip to the porta potty. Rodney would much rather occupy his time engaging in barking matches with the neighbor dog on the other side of the backyard fence. Or outside standing sentinel as evening approaches, keeping an anxious eye out for my wife's arrival back home from work. He's never happier than when he's with my wife. Those