So it’s another HOT HOT day in LA… and lil bro Taco is all over ICE.
Daddy just bought a huge new fan… I’m talkin’ GINORMOUS. It’s basically the size of a washing machine?? Anyway, the warehouse is what Aunt Ashley says is “90 degrees” or something… I feel like that’s pretty hot.
I’m burning up, and when I’m hot, I’m more lazy. But Taco still has so much energy; he’s running around and yapping. Today, he wouldn’t stop barking at this one lady who came in.
But anyway, Daddy gave him some of the ice he got for the fan. And it looks like this:
