What can you do if you’re a dog and it’s too hot to run around and play? You lie down under a tree and conserve your energy. Make sure the tree is in a place where you can see the back door and the deck, in case there’s any action there, or a chance to come in and have a snack.
Poor Emma looks bored, and Ruby has given up on anything interesting happening. But wait! Something is moving in the trees above.
It’s just a chickadee. Too high up to jump for.
Emma gives it a look. “If it wasn’t so hot, I’d make a leap for you….”
But, yawwwwn … she knows she wouldn’t get it.
Might as well just nap until this dog day of summer is over and the mistress calls us for supper. Sure wish she would have watered the grass though, so it’s not so prickly to lie on.
Grass is dry and breaking off,
It’s dry this summer season.
The mistress turned the water off,
But do you know the reason?
It’s not for conservation that
She lets the grass go yellow.
The fact is she is lazy and
Would rather just be mellow.
If grass is green it grows a lot,
And then you have to mow it.
The mistress is a lazy sod,
Now all the world will know it.
September 3, 2017 at 11:29 am
Love the poem! Currently sweltering in Whistler. Happy Sunday!
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September 3, 2017 at 12:00 pm
Thanks, Lori. I would have thought it would be cooler at the higher elevation. Nice scenery anyway. Have fun!
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September 4, 2017 at 9:42 am
It is gorgeous here. Packed with people enjoying the long weekend and the end of summer. Happy Labour Day.
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September 4, 2017 at 9:49 am
That’s good to hear. They had some air quality issues a few weeks ago with the fires, but it seems to be settling down in that area now. Have a great holiday!
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September 3, 2017 at 12:20 pm
Ruby is wise, she doesn’t move at all.
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September 3, 2017 at 12:41 pm
Haha, yes. She’s more my speed!
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September 3, 2017 at 12:37 pm
Sounds more wise than lazy to me. Mowing grass in that kind of weather could give you heat stroke. It amazes me that those two furry creatures have not found some shade! Stay cool. 🙂
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September 3, 2017 at 12:43 pm
The photo is deceiving. It’s still early morning and not that hot. Also, they have two doggie wading pools in the shade. They do find cooler places once the day heats up. 😉
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September 3, 2017 at 1:15 pm
Smart gal that Ruby! Lounging is the best medicine during this heatwave. Fall….come soon 🙂
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September 3, 2017 at 1:30 pm
For sure, I’m ready for fall weather.
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September 3, 2017 at 3:22 pm
Your photos are hilarious, Anneli. They look so sleepy…kind of the way we all feel by the end of a hot and humid summer. Cute poem!
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September 3, 2017 at 4:10 pm
Thanks, Jill. I’m not really that lazy about mowing but we have so many shrubs and fruit trees and the veggie garden that need the water more than the grass, so we always let our grass go brown. To me it’s a waste of water. It would be different if we had a landscaped lot, but our place is quite … well … what you see is what you get.
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September 3, 2017 at 4:42 pm
It’s cold and wet here – interesting start to spring !
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September 3, 2017 at 4:52 pm
If only we could share each other’s surplusses.
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September 3, 2017 at 4:57 pm
I wish I had that magic – I’d send you a LOT of water 🙂
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September 3, 2017 at 5:11 pm
And I’d send you some heat. I know you get plenty of that while we have winter, but you could use some now. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could share it? Oh well, we have to learn to cope with what we’re dealt.
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September 3, 2017 at 5:53 pm
That’s how our lawn looks, Anneli. Cute poem, and conserving water is not lazy!
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September 3, 2017 at 6:29 pm
Thanks, D. I feel it really is a waste of water but not everyone agrees. It doesn’t matter as long as we have enough, but if there were ever a shortage, I’d be annoyed with people who poured it on their grass. But while supplies last, it will get replenished. That’s what the water cycle is all about.
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September 3, 2017 at 6:35 pm
We get rain for 9 months a year and then drought for 3. At the end of the drought we are crispy! And you’re right, the cycle starts over again. 🙂
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September 3, 2017 at 6:39 pm
You must live near me (Vancouver Island).
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September 4, 2017 at 6:49 am
Yes. Northern Oregon! Sounds familiar, huh?
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September 3, 2017 at 7:06 pm
Sweet post 🙂
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September 3, 2017 at 7:12 pm
Thank you, Hans.
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September 3, 2017 at 7:41 pm
Great poem. Love the dogs!
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September 3, 2017 at 9:24 pm
Thanks, Jennie. A bit of fun.
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September 4, 2017 at 5:21 am
Indeed! 😀
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September 5, 2017 at 5:16 pm
This is funny. I just drafted a blog for tomorrow about being lazy. LOL. The weather is so strange. It’s been like autumn here last week and continues to be this week. I meant to tell you that on Thursday last week I stepped outside and smelled something burning. I noticed the air was hazy from smoke and the wind had picked up. At first I thought someone’s house was on fire, but no sirens or anything going on in the neighborhood. I got online to see if I could find out anything, and I learned that our weather got cool because winds shifted from the north which blew temps down and Canada wildfires our way. Isn’t that crazy? We had the same haze you posted about on your blog a while ago, all the way over here! We’re more connected than we think.
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September 5, 2017 at 8:18 pm
That’s exactly what I went through the first day we got a whiff of the fires that were (and still are) burning hundreds of miles away. I wondered if there was a fire in the neighbourhood. We’ve had clearer weather for the past week or so and then this morning the smoke was back. It’s bad all the way down the coast. The sun was a huge red ball tonight. I felt like I was in one of those science fiction disaster movies. What a summer this has been.
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September 6, 2017 at 12:14 am
They “do” have it figured out.
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September 6, 2017 at 12:26 pm
Your dogs are so very lovely, and your photos are so good, you could send some pictures of your dogs every day to my adress. Your poem is allso fun to read.
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September 6, 2017 at 1:20 pm
Thank you. I’m biased about my dogs but they really do have gentle personalities. All they want is love. They get lots but it’s never enough for them.
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September 7, 2017 at 12:43 pm
Haha. “They call me mellow yellow!”
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September 7, 2017 at 2:37 pm
“Quite rightly!”
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September 8, 2017 at 5:40 am
🙂
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September 10, 2017 at 5:31 pm
Dogs sure sleep a lot, don’t they? I often call my dog lazy bones. He doesn’t seem to mind. Maybe I’m just jealous for I sometimes feel guilty for having my own kind of laziness. I LOVED your poem! ❤
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September 10, 2017 at 7:06 pm
Aw, thanks a lot, Carol. Yes, they can sure sleep a lot. I’m often envious when I haven’t been able to have a good night’s sleep myself!
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September 17, 2017 at 9:04 am
I would not consider your days as lazy nor unoccupied. It has been hot and humid in our warehouse and I just would like to just relax, but I suppose someday this will happen!
I liked the way you expressed the dogs’ thoughts and the poem was funny! 😀
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September 17, 2017 at 9:14 am
Thanks so much. Glad you enjoyed my attempts at poetry.
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September 18, 2017 at 3:35 am
You liked fun at yourself which is always silly! 😀
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September 27, 2017 at 2:03 am
Dropped by from Susie’s party and boy!! Am I glad I did. Cute blog you have here. Loved the captions for the pics…almost as if the dog was actually saying them out. 🙂
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September 27, 2017 at 7:51 am
So glad you liked it, Radhika. Thanks for visiting.
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October 6, 2017 at 8:55 pm
This is a great poem about how entertaining yet relaxing dogs are!
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October 6, 2017 at 10:09 pm
Thanks, they really are a lot of fun.
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