Heat Wave

This past week was the warmest I've ever spent at the cottage. Window, ceiling and floor fans helped to keep us a bit cooler at night and blissfully comfortable lake water welcomed our overheated bodies during the day. Everybody found a way to keep cool.



Benny figured out that the big, blue thing stayed afloat even when he was on top of it. He spent far too much time surfing the lake and trying to drink it dry.




Eventually, he figured out how to get onto it all by himself. Just like a child, he had to be watched at all times. He ended up drinking ridiculous amounts of lake water (every splash, every wave, every time his face met the water) and made himself very sick on the last day of our stay.




After a few hours of shivering, whimpering, sleeping, vomiting and peeing a few gallons of lake water, he began to improve. Here he is in recovery mode - feeling much better. He was back to himself before too long - and drinking more water. Crazy little dog.




This little cutie feasted on watermelon which Benny stole from the raccoon kits. The critters here believe in sharing.




There's nothing like an inexpensive pair of flip-flops to invite the breeze to keep your feet cool.




Even the clothespins seemed to be enjoying the gentle winds off of the lake.




Frank and I went fishing for walleye. I got lucky on this particular day.




Three times. Walleye is delicious!




Earlier in the day, Frank's sister Theresa settled into the hammock to read. At sunset, her book and sunglasses still remained.




In a few days, I'll let you know what's cookin' with Bubbles and Bayley.