These guys have slowed down quite a bit since the weather turned hot, and since this is Coco's first summer I get the feeling that she doesn't know what the hell is going on. I'll tell you what's going on, Coco. It's only the best season of the year, hot and dry and deliciously unbearable. It could be 120 degrees for the next two months and you will not hear me complain once. Her color and coat are probably not well-suited for temperatures like this, but she's getting more treats than ever before because Mama is in such a good mood.