Look what's on my door. It's supposed to be fall. Sweater weather. It's not supposed to be this hot. When you open that door it's like an oven out there. It was in the mid 90's. Ugh.
There are little or no signs of fall. I'm pretty sure the trees are confused. I know I am. Yesterday was a miserable day. Hot. Humid. Horrible.
Making it even worse, poor Pup fell down the stairs and re-injured her torn ACL leg.
She can't put any weight on it at all. We had just got the last injury healed. She was finally able to take walks again and now this. We are back to carrying her around and holding her up all day. Poor little thing.
There was only one cure for a day like that. According to the weather people today is supposed to be better. If it's not, I'm not getting out of bed.