Highs and lows, peaks and valleys...life is full of ups and downs. For whatever reason, all of my current aches and pains were worse yesterday and laid me low. Everybody fed, milked, and watered and I was down for the rest of the day. Hurting like crazy doesn't do much for morale, either, and I had my own little pity party. This prolonged heat had gotten to the chickens, too. I hadn't picked up an egg in days. I sure didn't blame them; I wouldn't have wanted to sit in a dark corner in a hot coop and be productive, either.
The house was littered with cats and dog stretched out on tiles and hearth, only changing places to find a cooler spot. Boy, it didn't take Bessie Anne long to get with the program. A couple of times yesterday she'd give a little whine. "What? Do you want to go in your pool?" She would immediately go to the door and when I opened it, she'd run (the fastest she'd moved all day) to the water. When she steps in, I pour water over her back and completely soak her down. Dripping, Bess gets out. I can judge her level of heat discomfort by how vigorously she shakes it off. Yesterday she was a hot dog and there was hardly a twitch. Wet dog doesn't do much for carpet or furniture, but her comfort is more important. I feel bad that I can't bend over long enough to clip off her heavy winter coat just yet.
As they do, these things pass. By nightfall I could walk upright and put the kids to bed. There were even four eggs in the coop. The weatherman is going to be happy today as the temp is supposed to break records(!), peaking well into triple digits, and then start on a downhill slope to mid 90s. I'm moving much better this morning. I'm ready for an "up."