Hot Dogs

Been getting the 'big house' ready for sale, by painting, re-glueing paneling, cleaning, etc.  Got more to do, and despite the air conditioning, it's going slow.  For some reason the 3 digit temperatures suck the energy out of us, even when working inside.

We're in the process of having chain link and privacy fence installed, both 6 feet tall.  They've been at it, off and on since last Tuesday afternoon.  I'd bet the temperature has something to do with the slow progress.  I sure wish they were done.  Taking the dogs out on a leash gets old, especially when they tend to need out at different times.

A week ago we picked up a Husky, named Thunder, from a rescue.  The Husky and Sheba are getting along wonderfully.  The Sheba is fearless in attacking him in play, and he's careful not to hurt her.

At first she always started things, sometimes by jumping on his back and grabbing his ear.

Lately he starts the fun as often as she does.

 The little Sheba, Miko, is 6 months old, and will never be near as large as he is.  He, Thunder, is 2 years old, thin to the point of boney, but should eventually be more than twice her weight.  Before you ask, he's been fixed and she will be soon.

He's wearing a red collar, that sometimes looks pink, that was worn by our last Husky, Amber.  At some point we'll get him a new one and put Amber's away for posterity.  We had Amber so long that she was family.  Unfortunately I had to put her out of her misery last winter.  What was really bad was I had to do it myself. . . . The hardest thing I've ever done.