This morning at 8AM Romeo and I walked downtown. Someone blew off firecrackers and that ruined it for Romeo, he tucked in his tail and began panting and pulling hard to get home. I tried reassuring him and after a while he calmed down but then it happened again. Will he ever trust being outside again?
When I got home I filled a thermos with ice and water and a straw. I drank a quart. It made me so cold I had to put on my sweatshirt. I love feeling cool on my skin. It feels like I'm on Cape Cod, or in Vermont, Maine, or Martha's Vineyard all from drinking iced water on a hot day.
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