What do humans mean when they say ‘dog days of summer’? That I can better hang my nose out the car window on warmish days? That it’s too hot to do anything except lie in the shade and dream about kibble and surfing? Something related to Sirius, the ‘dog star’?
‘Dog star,’ huh? I kinda like the sound of that.
Wait. Kid on a bicycle going by.
Now. Where was I? Oh, yeah ‘Dog days.’ We’ve had several this summer. Temperatures ticked up to the mid and upper nineties. That may not sound like much to you Phoenix or Las Vegas types. But in western Washington, that’s as rare as a smart cat. It’s so rare in fact, that most houses don’t have air conditioning. Pontoons, maybe. But not A/C.
Thankfully, the library does. Have A/C, that is. So Mom went there a lot, especially during the ‘dog days of summer.’ I’m not crazy about the place. Only service animals are allowed inside. So whenever we walked there – the book place is about 10 minutes away by paw – I’d have to sit outside with one of my brothers or…
Is that the neighbor’s cat?
… or they’d take me for a walk while Mom scooped up some new books. I don’t know why she has to take so long.
Anyway, here’s what I learned about libraries during the ‘dog days of summer’:
- The front lawn has lots of nice shade.
- People say ‘hi’ to me when they go in or out. I cannot jump on them. Cannot, cannot, canno… ugh!
- The library manager, Mary, has a Cairn Terrier. His name is Max.
- Libraries have ‘computers’ inside that my humans can use for free.
- It’s okay to talk in the library. Just don’t bark.
- Writers are readers.
- ‘Stacks’ mean ‘books.’ Books are things some humans love. They say they can’t live without them. That reading is like breathing. Like eating. I don’t quite understand this.
- Some people don’t do this reading thing enough. If they did, they would be better people, says Mom. Smarter. More well-rounded. Creative and thoughtful. They’d probably throw a Frisbee better, too.
I may like libraries after all. Even during the ‘dog days of summer.’