I sometimes think that having dogs is like having children who never grow up!
The hot weather we have had for the last month and a half has been hard on the furry members of our family. Dogs who normally jump at the chance to go out in the garden, now prefer to be flaked-out on the cool ceramic tile of the kitchen floor.
On an evening when it is too hot for the dog park to be an option, I sometimes turn on the sprinkler. The oldest two run and jump around like excited children.
My hubby took these pictures the other night. Can you believe that Buddy is over 12 years old?
Not everyone is thrilled about getting wet. Note the coward caught in the line of fire.
Of course the best part of the whole experience is being towel-rubbed-dry.
Isn't this the life?