in the heat of the day

Allright, here I am once again.
It is just warm all around the place, whether we are at home, on the way to
work or at work, or walking for pleasure, it is warm. At home I can be lazy,
and the temperatures are acceptable. At work it is so hot that Chris takes
me to the bathroom and splashes water over me. I don't know what that's good
for, I don't like the hissing sound of the faucet when it releases the
water. I know when it hisses the water comes out and if I am by her side,
she spruncles it all over me and also holds her arms under it and puts some
on her feet.The way to work is ballright, because it is in the morning. When
we have to return home in the afternoon, it is hot. Chris doesn't want me to
go play before going home, but I want to, and she tells me allright, as long
as I don't run too much. But it is hot anyway, and I am glad to collapse on
the apartment floor when we get home.

Yesterday, however, the friend Silke picked us up in her car, and we drove
off to somewhere. When the car stopped, another friend greeted us, Max, who
also opened my car door to let me jump out. I ran and sniffed, and he and I
took a stroll to see some hens, who probably weren't amused about my
company, they made so much noise that Chris whistled and I came flying to
her. Max came back a little slower, and then Chris let me run agin. Many
people arrived, I greeted all of them, especially my favourite friend who
also has a little dog, and then I was put back into the car and we just
drove a little tiny bit more. then Chris put me on leash, many more people
arrived, and I leash guided her following the others. We arrived at a quiet
wooden platform. Chris says if water had been underneeth it, it would be
like a wooden runway where boats park. There was no water, except the water
Chris brought for me. She mmade me lie under a metal roof.

Silly Quito, she says, it is a metal comfortable chair for visitors, as we
were in the park that used to host our international gardening exhibition
when Hapoo was still by Chris' side.

Well anyway, so she put me under that and brought out towels, with which she
usually dries me off. This time she put them into water and spred them
across the chair, so it should provide some cooling for me with every bit of
wind that blew and the sun that shone, thus making the water provide natural
airconditioning.

The four others left, four of the colleagues we worked with. Chris says they
went to greet almost all remaining colleagues and listen to speeches from
the two bosses, while she and I were watching the private belongings and
other stuff.

When they came back, Chris received a call, made me stay at my place and
left me right there. She came back with many people. I wanted to go and
accompany her, but my leash got tangled between the wooden planks, and so I
was forced to stay where I was put - too bad. The people came walking on the
planks, and then Chris and the others helped them get down, which was a huge
step. She says the others were blindfolded and needed the assistance of her
and the three colleagues who cannot see anything without having to be
blindfolded. Chris walked without shoes, guiding two people across pebbles,
larger stones, pieces of broken glass and through some kind of soft wood
pieces, until they could put their feet into a bucket of cold water. Chris
stayed there and helped all other arriving people climb into the bucket and
step out of the way.

When they removed their scarves and looked at the path, they said it looked
shorter of a distance than it felt, and some of them wouldn't have walked
it, had they had the chance to see what they were going through.

In the meantime it got hotter and hotter, and after the second group of
colleagues had passed the same trail, Chris took me and made me stand the
hissing of another fauced, sprincling me with water again. She put me back
under the bench or seat with the freshly wet towels before she left to
receive another group of colleagues.

Then it got quiet again, as the sighted assistand, who is also very nice,
left with two of Chris' colleagues for lunch, while the other guy, who once
lay on the floor to escape my licks, stayed there with Chris and me. In the
meantime it had gotten really hot, and when the three others came back,
Chris and the sighted colleague decided to leave, this time leaving the
three others behind. I saw the big boss and wanted to dance, but Chris
didn't let me. I saw the cousin Anne and wanted to dance, she didn't let me.
Instead she let me jump into Anne's car, who immediately told me off from
sniffing out food containers - too bad. We drove a little, and then we were
at home. It was really good not to be outside anymore, I later heard that
Chris was worried I might get a heat stroke. She says it took around 45
minutes until I had calmed down, but I remained lazy and did not want to
move for the rest of the day.

Today, however, things changed. I challenged Chris to play with me, and at
night we encountered to free running barking monsters, which were chased
away by Chris. I mean, she could have just released me and let me play with
them, but she says that won't happen.

And finally, Chris is really happy despite the tiny biting insects that are
seaking her blood, it has rained, and thus cooled off a little. So all
windows are opened and we are getting in some nice and fresh and cool air.
Calm down, quito, she says, because tomorrow it will be equally hot.

And just before I go, this lady is jumping up and down, having a blast and
sayong:
"Told you, told you, this will be a Spanish summer, with Rafa for Wimbledon
and the football team winning the football worldcup."
It's all about the balls again, the small and the big one.
I'd better go and remind her of the bread that's in the oven, so she gets
something reasonable to do, Quito.