It's getting hot out here, so shed off all your fur

It's been almost 12 dog years since I barked about my adventures. I've moved to a hot, new place where my paws sweat constantly, I've hiked enough hikes to travel to the big globe in the sky and back, I learned the cold, wet stuff that crashes in the sand is actually pretty fun to play in - I learned to swim, and I started this mind-blowing sport of jumping over bars and racing through circle shapes with holes (my human calls it agility - and it's insanely awesome!).

What's my favorite thing, you ask? All of it. As long as I'm with my human, no matter what we do is pretty stellar, but swimming, running, hiking, camping, chasing ball, agility, playing with kids, smiling with my tongue hanging to the floor, road trips, chasing the kitty, pouncing on mom in the morning, chasing water. It's all my favorite.

Hiking Camelback Mountain in Phoenix.  Bouldering time!

So, we're back in the hot place that I visited before going to California. I'm always hot, so I've been shedding TONS of fur to acclimate. That means more baths and brushing sessions, so I'd be happier going back. Stop brushing me. I just want to play ball!  Curse you tiny human!

My human takes me outside in small spurts to get used to the heat. It's pretty much pointless as I'm black and I get hot fast, but she found a shiny jacket that keeps me 40 - 60 degrees Fahrenheit cooler than without it. I really don't know what that means, but the jacket is a life saver. It's quite fashionable too. It's like a super hero cape, saving the trails one day at a time! Mom also jokes that it can receive ESPN or HBO when other humans ask about it. As long as I can watch Animal Planet, that's cool with me. And it's a cool jacket...get it? Ha So cool.