WE ARE IN FOR A VERY LONG HOT & WEIRD SUMMER

This morning i awoke at 6am, feeling cold, then by 7am the temperature was 28 degrees C, blowing hot winds. I hope today is not another day of having to walk around practically naked because our ducted aircon decides it is unable to cope!

This summer so far i must say has been weird, probally due to statistics showing us we are heading into Global warming, i'd say we are already there.
One day it is cold, another warm then goes to extreme heat, blowing out to 43 degrees C. Today is meant to be 36 degrees C.
The children wont be able to swim until later this afternoon, even though we have a cabana covering the pool, the sun still hits certain areas, running the risk of getting burnt, even if we slap on the sunscreen every 15 minutes. They do however still insist to go outside to jump on the trampoline. Left piccy is Nicolas & Chloe just doing that!

Our 2 border collies Jack & Tiger willl have too wait until they can join in the fun, get wet and especially Jack who runs around the pool, thinking he has to save them from drowning.

Jack has proven to be one of the kids best mate, especially Nicolas's, as you can see in the piccy below.

To say the least, Jack came to us almost 2 years ago from an abusive owner. When he came to live with us, he was underweight by 15 kilos, had to have a rotted tooth extracted after his old owner kicked him in the mouth with a steel cap boot and cracked his teeth.
He was locked up in kennels and hosed down constantly. I actually reported them to the RSPCA in the end because after spending so much money on vet bills, the vet told me he would back me up and agreed that with what this dog had endured was horrific!

It has taken Jack 2 years to finally trust my husband enough to come when called and not to piddle all over the floor when he has tried to pat him.
I think this display of behaviour was because Jason reminded him of the man who had done this to him. All in all Jack has never displayed an ounce of aggressiveness towards anyone, he is loyal and will let the person know how he feels if we are play fighting, but has never bitten only growled or jumped up at the person.

I think taking in abused animals must be our way in life, because our other cat Larry, a half persian, came to live with us 5 years ago. He has had most of his teeth taken out because of neglect. He hid behind our couch for the first 4 days and we were told ny his previous owner who couldnt keep him anymore he was scared of new strangers and hated other cats? After settling in he took to my old cat toots and they became the best of friends, when she died he fretted for 2 months, constantly meowing day in, day out looking for her. He is the most affectionate cat and loves to greet new people. Moccha seems to have now filled that void again. He absolutely adores the children, hates my husband though? Yet he is very kind to the animals, he is always the one thinking of them when its stormy weather and pouring with rain, to bring them in and make them a bed to sleep on.

Well hubby right now is whipper snipping and mowing the lawn in this heat, with a sore toe, yuk i dont know how he can do it. The children are screaming amongst oneanother once again, wanting to go outside with dad to watch. The postman has arrived with yet probally another bill, so i think i will wait to collect the mail until later.

Well Jordan has his damn sega game on again, not playing it, just wants to listen to the sound effects on full ball, through the stereo, the same demo song over and over again. Dont know how much longer i can put up with it. lol. Between Gwyn Steffani's music being played over and over, i dont know which is worse.

Larry our cat has just come to the window where i am typing my blog, and what i first thought was a mouse in his mouth, is infact a baby willy wagtail (bird) gross, i just had to push him off the windows edge through the screen, because i do not feel like accepting any of these sorts of little gifts, which some cats like mine seem to think is a lovely gesture.

It was only the other day we saved one that fell from its nest, Jason put it in a box, placed it up in a shaded tree so the mother could look after it, which seemed to be working for 2 days, until we had lots of wind (wind outside that is, not the other. lol), which blew it out of the tree, we then later found him in the garden and he was fine so we left him be because he was starting to fly, later that day we found him dead, other birds had decided to peck him too his death. Willy (as the kids called him) was so close to being able to join his family once again. Jordan was saying "oh no, birdy dead" over and over again.
Jason then dug a little grave for the kids and buried him. Between rabbits, dogs, fish, cats and children we are a very busy family indeed.

Which reminds me our rabbit Fluffy will need his water bowl filled up again soon today, before he dies from heat exhaustion. (lucky he is in a well shaded part of the house outside)