I thought my friend Emmi had it tough with the scorching hot weather in Las Vegas, but I just watched the weather report and it's supposed to get into the triple digits here in Portland. In Portland! Oregon! That kind of stuff isn't supposed to happen here. My apocalyptic mom is convinced that global warming is going to fry us all.
At least the hot weather has been good for the Fred Meyer store down the street. My dad is there right now looking for a bedroom fan because he's afraid I'm going to hyperventilate at night. He was there just a few days ago, too -- and look what he bought me:
I was hoping for one of those pools with the built-in slides, but this pool is kind of nifty. I like the blue colors and the octupuses that are painted along the bottom (or is it octopi? octopodes? I never know about this stuff).
I've been thinking about charging admission to all the other overheated dogs in the neighborhood. Of course, all my blogging friends will be able to get in for free. It'll be the coolest pool party in town!!
xoxo - Bella





