Kiwi is overheated. Lord, it's still hot here. I think our house was built to let the least possible amount of breeze into it.
Here's what I've been doing today (This is fascinating reading, designed to draw in all you folks who've been ignoring us):
I deleted some stuff off the computer
I let dd go canoeing by herself. She came back to tell me that the padlock on the canoe had a grain of sand stuck in the the keyhole and she couldn't open it. She and I and the dog traipsed back down to the water and I dug the sand out and she paddled off.
I took the dog for a walk seeing's how I was hot and sweaty already. She picked up some nasty dead bird remnant and wouldn't let go of it. Pleading, promising treats, yelling, and prying mouth open with a stick did not work (she has some strong jaws on her for an old lady). She trotted back home, right up to the door, where I said "You're not bringing that inside", whereupon she carefully laid it on the step and came in the door. Well, gee whiz.
And how was your Saturday?