Stories from my Sketchbook . . . .
Before coming to work this morning I tuned in briefly to America’s ‘CBS This Morning’ and watched the reports of the massive winter storms that have been sweeping certain parts of that country. People were being warned to stay inside, take extreme care when going out of doors, try to stay warm . . . .
We here in Australia received almost identical warnings last weekend, with one major exception—we were told to stay inside, take extreme care when going out of doors, and to try to stay cool . . .
Last Sunday the temperature in Port Macquarie reached 47 degrees Celsius (116.6F) which is extraordinarily hot for almost anywhere, but especially so for us here on the New South Wales mid-north coast. We rarely get extremes of weather around here—hot or cold (one of its many attractions as far as I am concerned . . . )
As you can imagine my little household took the warnings very much to heart and our weekend was spent doing as little as humanly (or doggily) possible. Mabel and Maude’s only discernible movements were in staggering back and forth to the waterbowl in the kitchen or occasionally re-aligning themselves in front of one of the several fans which were running at full capacity around the living room . . .
Molly did even less than that. Not known for over-extending herself at the best of times, Molly made it perfectly clear from very early on in the day that she was literally going to die if she had to get up and walk all the way into the kitchen every time she needed a drink of water. Eventually, after much puffing, panting, groaning and beseeching looks cast in my direction ( I am such a sucker) a water dish was obligingly laid at her poor hot little feet . . .
Thus ‘molly-fied’ (ha—couldn’t resist that) she then spent the rest of a very trying day ‘resting’ under a cool wet towel . . . reapplied at appropriate intervals by her favourite chump of a hand-maiden, of course.
It’s a hard knock life . . .
Sally says . . . eat, sleep, work, read, play, draw, bark . . . 
stevetalbot51
February 15, 2017 at 4:06 pm
Nice sketch Sal, Molly’s bemused expression and red tongue are very expressive 🙂
As for your question to Pam, I can answer that one ……………..
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Joneen
February 15, 2017 at 10:11 am
Molly pic is gorgeous . Molly coddled perhaps as well as molly fied!
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sallyinthehaven
February 15, 2017 at 11:34 am
Absolutely!! 🙂
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Pam Talbot
February 14, 2017 at 10:59 am
Oh the heat! I felt Mollies pain because I spent much of the day with a wet towel draped round my neck. But I didn’t look nearly as cute! 😆
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sallyinthehaven
February 14, 2017 at 11:20 am
I bet you didn’t complain as much either. Or did you?? 🙂
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C. C. Cedras
February 14, 2017 at 9:10 am
🤣 Puppies absolutely have us figured out. 🤣
Before we moved to the mountains, My Darling Husband and I lived in the Dallas/Ft. Worth area of Texas. MDH spent long weeks in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia year round, but there was one summer when the temps in TX were higher than in SA. And that’s when our AC died. He and I would talk on the phone each day comparing misery. I was mostly naked waiting on service people to come replace our corpse of an HVAC system. He was having to spend his evenings sans alcohol. I think he had it worse.
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sallyinthehaven
February 14, 2017 at 11:18 am
Seems to me that the weather has been crazy all over the world at the moment. Sometimes a ‘coldie’ – or a lovely warming ‘red’ depending on where you live – can be a lovely comforting bright spot in a trying day. What do they do instead in SA? (Or perhaps it is better not to know?) 🙂
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