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Hot enough to boil a monkey's bum

I see our cousins Down Under have been having a bit of a heat wave.

As Monty Python famously once said - "Strewth Bruce; it's hot enough to boil a monkey's bum in here". With temperatures soaring as high as 50 degrees centigrade who can blame them for repeating that.


I've checked things out - and here are some top tips to keep your pooch safe.
  1. Provide an ice pack or wet towel for them to lay on.
  2. Add ice cubes to their water dish.
  3. Get the kids' paddling pool out. Then fill it with shallow, cool water.
  4. Offer access in the shade by stringing up a tarpaulin or cloth over a tree.
  5. Take a collapsible water dish on your walks.
Sounds fuckin' great. Yes I'd like an ice pack to keep my mutts' nuts at optimum temperature. We don't want them over heating do we? No we don't thank you very much!

Ice cubes in my water bowl? Yes, but make sure it's the good stuff like Evian bottled water, None of that Yorkshire Water shite from the tap!

Get the kids paddling pool out why not. Then I can cool off - and pop one off - at the same time. Don't mind the floaters, or that yellow tinge to the water.

Finally my own shady hammock would be much appreciated. You know I'm worth it - woof!




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