Still no bacon. I've heard a few rumors, but bacon rumors are even less eatable than bacon flavor. Sigh.
I'm still a little sad about Schotzi going to sleep, but we're going to pretend that didn't happen so her mom doesn't have to keep thinking about it. So... let's talk about the ridiculously crazy weather that's been happening. Tornadoes and floods and whatever the heck you call it when it does this:
Yeah. That was our weather here yesterday. Talk about naked weather. I've never seen so many naked people in my whole entire life. So. Much. Naked.
If it was 90 degrees outside our house, it was 18,000 degrees inside it. My human had to put ice cubes in fish's bowl to keep him from boiling and Princess Dutch complained of "feeling faint" from all the hotness. I'm pretty sure that's princess code for my head is melting, but you'll have to ask him. All I know is he spent most of the day lying in front of the scary fan thing with an ice thingy on his head.
So embarrassing. I think I'll go back on strike now...