…and grumbling … and, maybe whining too. Well, down girl!!!! Bright and early I donned my Wellies, instead of my walking shoes, to trek out to hydrate the gardens before they got too parched in these 90 degree + temps. I’ve got a bone to pick with the various weather people who were rather ambiguous on a rain event today … well maybe, maybe not. Plus, they are already forecasting Friday to be a severe weather day. Hope they’ve got that wrong too. I nearly wilted in the wicked heat and humidity and skeeters were whizzing by; one landed and got me right through my long-sleeved light gauze shirt. The nerve!! I always thought that the “Dog Days of Summer” occurred in August. Last week I learned an interesting factoid while perusing the “Old Farmer’s Almanac” site. Did you know that “Dog Days” actually begin July 3rd and last 40 days, or through August 11th?? This time period coincides with the sunrise rising of the Dog Star, Sirius. Well, I always thought “Dog Days” were just a string of hot, hot, hot days … but forty days? Well, doggone it, … cooler days are on the way and that’s something to wag your tail about. It can’t be that far off. After all, the back-to-school supplies are already on the shelves. The young pups will soon start ticking off how many more vacation days they have ‘til the school bells ring, while this old dawg is just countin’ the days ‘til August 11th.