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It's one of our many bursts of summer. It was so warm last night that we had windows open all over the house. Which meant I didn't sleep very well, because the noises are different: our neighbor taking his trash bins out to the street at midnight is much noisier with the windows open. And the dog kept barking because she heard more. This morning the air is soft and buttery with the promise of heat a little later on. Oh, and the birds are kicking up a racket outside. The dog is drinking extra water and looking confused: fur and heat are not her idea of a good mixture. Oh, well, Dog. We all have our genetic crosses to bear.