“Come on—let’s play ball!”
No, it’s too hot to play ball…
“No it’s not. See! I gots my ball!”
Chica, it’s too hot to play ball…
“Wudda talkin’ about? I’m fine!”
No, it’s too hot…
“Rats! Where’s that young human who was here last week? I bet he’d play ball with me!”
I have to say we’ve been quite lucky this year in Florida as far as hot summers go. Not that bad of a June and July, but August has been just been brutal. I can’t believe Chica is out running in this weather. The heat index was well into the 100s today! Crazy girl.
She did her best to get me to play ball with her, but I stuck with, “No, it is too hot” and made her little butt head back to the a/c.
OMG..where did that little girl go? You know the one that was cookin’ squirrels on the stove and finding goodies in the fridge?
Blink and look what happens.
Ember and Chica would have a lot of fun together!
Crazy girl! But wow isn’t she a looker?
Now that’s drive….wanting to play ball in 99+ degree weather!
Now if you had a pool, you could have played ball in the pool. 😉 Poor Chica, she never gets to have any fun