It's pushing mid-nineties here in Corvallis, with the next two days forecast to be nearly one hundred. Bif is not liking this at all; I have the sense he's more miserable than I am. Filled his bowl with refrigerated water last night. *That* he liked. On the other hand, while Ozma was a huge fan of the frozen damp towel trick, Bif didn't much care for it.
So we're both pretty miserable, even without a nice girl. (Photo from JULIA SEGAL TIME)