“Oh, Francis, it’s soooo hot!”
I hear you, Patches, but at least there’s a little breeze.
Gee, Greg, I wish I could fit in a cool place, like a bathroom sink:
I also wish I could fit in a tub of water, still cold from the well, like Patrick:
Our water is cold from the well, too. The hens agree:
Finally, Smudge says. . .
“It’s never too hot to catch a sparrow!” 😺