i pulled back the cover so the hot tub would get hotter and les decided this was a perfect spot.
he was fascinated with the duckie thermometer that bobbed in a circle around the hot tub.
he didn’t jump in, though; he didn’t even bat at the duckie. i think it was slightly overwhelming for him. or maybe he just didn’t feel like getting wet right then.
that is all for this chilly friday early afternoon.
ok then,
mrs. h.