Well holy crapamole, the best time of the year has finally arrived. This morning when I went out for my first walkie of the day I was pleased as punch to discover that it was a whopping 60 degrees outside. For those of you without luscious pelts like myself, you may enjoy the heat and humidity, but for me it’s a drain on my Aire-energy. I have no desire to romp, stomp, or otherwise plunder like I normally do when it’s hot and especially when it’s humid outside.
The appeal of autumn is obvious – cooler, less humid, and of course, more sticks. Gotta love it.