The dogs had been snoozing and panting in the shade all day, but as soon as their paws hit the cool sea water they sprang back to life. While Maisie was content to simply stand belly deep in the gentle waves cooling off, Molly and Willow had a race.
Stretching their muscles and legs as far as they could reach, they thundered down the sand, along the edge of the sea as though their life depended on it. Throwing up the water behind her Molly caught up with her mother, and you can feel her glee as she comes alongside.
The extra heat at this time of year was believed to come from the brightly burning Dog Star, Sirius, which rose alongside the sun during these 40 days of summer. Combined with the sun, the heat of Sirius was seen as so intense that lethargy fell across the earth, and dogs turned mad. Looking at my two careering through the waves you might be inclined to believe the legend, after all there’s a thin line between fun and madness.
On the return leg of the race Willow pulled ahead, long and lean she cut through the waves, feeling pleasure with each paw beat. Soaked by their own spray the dogs were happy, cool and stress free, despite the summer heat, so I decided to join them in the water. The coast really is the best place to be, to love and enjoy the long hot dog days of summer.
And here’s another Dog Days response to the challenge.
And here is a lovely response based on cows…