Day 281 of Ania's Diary.

Hot! Hot! Hot!.. Today just has to be the hottest day and we are melting.
There is no way we can sit in the caravan and are outside under the gazebo. There is no air and it is too hot to do anything.
Ania had a good night and she has coped. We have her in the shade and are constantly re wetting her cool coat. It is too hot even to take her over the fields.

We did manage a walk this morning, Ania always has to carry her newspaper chew and she is stubborn , not capable of carrying it but is going to try and do so. We climbed over the stile and it fell through the slats in the bridge into the river at a point where it was not viable to go in and get it.
She was so upset and tried hard to get back to find it but it was at a too dangerous place.
Fudge is poorly now and his poor little tummy must now be so sore. He has not eaten a thing and he loves his food. He is the cleanest dog ever and cries to go across the field so even in this incredible heat I have had to take him.
The picture is of Ania at home taken with her cool coat on.