Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Hot Dog

For those of you who don't know, I live in AZ, the Phoenix area to be a little more precise. It does get very hot here. Last summer it was 115 for a week straight and this summer is heading that way already.

Naturally people I meet on the street are always so concerned for my well being in this heat. It's kind of funny actually; they always offer me water and shade but never my human. I guess it's because I'm so darn cute. Of course my human always carries water and a bowl for me when we are going to be out in the heat for any length of time, she's a good human and always thinks of my wellbeing. I've trained her well.

I'd like to state now, for the record, that I'm an Arizona dog. I'm not as hairy as most Golden Retrievers, and I'm used to the heat. I handle it very well. Even the hot pavement on my feet is rarely a problem for me. In fact I've only complained once about the ground being too hot and my human was quick to get me off the pavement as I made my discomfort clear. On the days that we must go out during the mid-day sun I have paw wax that is used to coat my paw pads which protects my feet from the heat. Naturally the wax isn't something you can see on me like those little dog booties but it works just fine for me. I never would tolerate the booties. I chewed them up so fast my human didn't know what happened.

The lack of visible footwear has earned my human a few glares and stares from time to time but on one occasion she was actually yelled at by a passer by who simply couldn't mind her own business. It was funny in a way, after all I was fine, my feet were protected but not in an obvious way. Times like that I wish I could speak human. I would have gladly explained to the aggressive passerby that my human doesn't dress me, I help her get dressed! That would have put her in a place, or just really freaked her out to see a talking dog. It could go either way.

So if you ever see me out and about helping my human please don't think she's being mean to me by simply having me out with her. It's my job. This is what I do. I go where so goes no matter what. I can handle myself and I can take care of her. In return she takes care of me and does all she can to keep me comfortable and content.

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