All God’s children got thirst…
June 29, 2010 § 5 Comments
Two weeks ago…
Ooooweeee! Hot, hotti, hotamus, hotamant. (conjugating the word “hot” in faux Latin.)
The ground went from sponge green squishy to dry gulch dust.
The color began bleaching out of the leaves.
The sky was white.
It was too hot to go barefoot, and that was true for all animals.
We were cleaning up outdoors, prepping to take the cover off the pool.
Archie (the squirrel) couldn’t stand it.
He threw aside all conventions of shyness and propriety, and he inched along the pool, and braved the cover (which will reportedly hold an elephant’s weight) to reach a small puddle caused by our hose as we had swept and swooshed things down to allay the heat.
Archie desperately needed a drink.
Archie sipped at the water, (or maybe he was sucking it down – hard to tell with a squirrel at a distance) and he got some cool relief!
He shot us a look when he was done drinking, flickered his tail and dashed into the backyard woods where he leapt around, going higher and higher among the branches of Squirrel Highway, rattling the dry leaves. Such an actor!
Huck braved the back patio in order to be near us. Finally, his paws got too hot and he headed toward the back door to beg admittance, but hey! what was this? A beautiful bowl, placed at the perfect drinking height? Why, yes, thank you, I’d love a drink, he said and lapped the bowl nearly dry.
Now at closer examination this so called bowl is either bird bath or bird feeder – it’s the former. We load it with fresh water every day for bath and drinks! (Not recommended combo for humans!)
Huck, having had his fill, turned back to join us at the patio table, where he sat underneath in the shade until I scooped him up (it’s a bit difficult to scoop up a senior beagle – you can feel his recalcitrance as soon as his paws leave the earth) and walked him to the pool’s edge, then dipped his feet in the water.
Nope, he’s neither swimmer nor water lover, but he held still in my arms as I dipped his back paws, then his front ones, which automatically churned slightly in the traditional doggie paddle. He snorted once I set him down, clearly annoyed, but pranced right over to HM, wagging, seemingly proud that at long last he’d gone into the pool. Not too much, paws only, just right.
And suddenly, there was Nora, bringing out lovely tall glasses of water, ice cubes clinking, for all of us at the table. Mmmmm and with slices of lime.
Summer can be such a five-star event. But not always, and not everywhere.
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Focuses on the Caribbean islands, definitely Haiti and the Dominican, as well as Africa and beyond.
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