No, not me. I mean, I’m cute and all, but I wouldn’t have said crazy hot. Okay okay, I know. Stop laughing.
Now that we have that out of the way, I’m talking about the heatwave experienced in Sydney yesterday. It got to 42 degrees (107.6 F) at our house in the afternoon. And was still 37 at midnight. Not very conducive to sleeping. Or anything else for that matter.
Everyone stayed inside. We don’t have air conditioning, so we had fans, cool towels, sprays of water from a mister, ice cream (the dogs gave me that look and ended up with most of mine!), and improvised our own water play by laying loads of towels down on our living room floor and filling a storage tub with water and toys. Which we then played in. And the dogs drank from. And Bubba went bottom first into! But it kept us cool for a little while.
Having seen me feed Bella some water in my hand, Bubba kept putting her hands in the water then holding her fingers in front of Bella and Beary’s faces.
Occasionally one of them licked her hands.
Then Beary decided her feet were much tastier. Of course this lick was followed by much giggling from my ticklish Love Bug.
Bella was very happy to be close to the action and positioned herself in front of the spray when Bubba and I splashed with our toes.
You know it’s hot when this happens: our Bureau of Meteorology was forced to adjust the scale used to represent forecast temperatures. They now have colours representing 50-52 and 52-54 celsius. Crazy hot!
Sadly, not all people or animals fared as well as us yesterday. There were over 100 bushfires in our state, and this morning, even though the temperature is about 20 degrees cooler, over 30 of those fires are still burning out of control. Hopefully that number will reduce significantly today and any loss will be limited. Not that I think any of them are reading blogs today, but I’d like to offer up a huge thank you to the amazing firies (including the volunteers) who put themselves in danger to keep the rest of us safe.
I hate to end on a down note, but I can’t let this go without mention. In our neighbourhood at close to midnight (keep in mind it was still 37 degrees) there was a dog howling. It was obviously distressed by the heat and if I could have figured out whose yard it was in, I would have been knocking on their door. It made me furious. Bella and Beary were also distressed by it. Heat like that isn’t good for anyone. Pets need to be inside and kept as cool as possible.
When will people learn to be responsible to and for their 4-legged family?
So you don’t have to finish reading this post feeling glum, I’d suggest you read the opening paragraph again. Just for laughs.