enjoying Iowas summer

it's been a hot one so far this summer. feels like a sauna out there. some days you dont even want to go outside. I have to walk Clyde though, and he walks very slow on those days. Tongue hanging out. My glasses steam up going in and out of Hy-Vee esp. Most the people in the hood can't afford to have their air on that cool. When I wake it's all about Clyde, happy boy, loves the pets. I get my face pawed. If I turn away, my leg or backside starts to get pawed. It's esp heartfelt when his little paw grabs my nose, and tugs as he looks at me with his big brown eyes. One with cataract, the other with a scratch. He's so sweet to me, always wants a cuddle. Follows me out of the room, he is always afraid I am going to sneak out on him. I do once in a while to run to the store. But I have commited myself to him. His needs. He isn't any less important than anyone, and he makes me feel great. I dont care if people think I'm weird because my dog is my baby that goes with me where I go. He is more well behaved than most peoples kids. And the best part is, even though I know I love him to death, I know he loves me too.