What next, Sunny? Should we run after the frisbee, a ball, or maybe some Squirrels? Should we wrestle until we are panting and then do some tug or maybe vice versa?
Given the heat, sweet Xena, I think a nap should be next on our agenda.
–Xena and Sunny
Hey, Papa Cosmo, I want to go outside and play fetch and chase squirrels and munch grass and such but it’s too doggone hot!
Why’s it so hot, Papa Cosmo?
Well, little Xena, Human Mommy controls the outdoor thermostat.
For some reason, known only to herself, she’s got it set at extra hot.
Why, Human Mommy? Why?
–Xena and Cosmo
Beware of the hot temperatures, Humans! Your House Panther may melt into a large, tarry puddle, reminiscent of an oil slick.
Don’t fret, Humans! Tuna and catnip will restore your Panther to his solid form.
The Humans say you have been too hot, Summer.
The Humans are wrong. You’ve been perfect…
…just the hot, sultry way you are.
When temperatures soar, discerning young Lions eschew the couch, bench and cubby holes of the Private Members-only Cat Club in favor of the glass table top.
If you close your eyes, you may even have visions of ice fishing.
When it’s this hot, even the Queen can let it all hang out, in a regal, dignified way, of course.
It’s one thing to be hot.
It’s another thing entirely to smolder.
When the temperatures are unbearably hot, curl yourself up for a nap in the AC on top of a white comforter.
You may dream that you’re napping on a glacier like a regular polar cat.
Don’t let anyone tell you your chosen box is too tight just because you can’t quite squeeze in your tail. Tight boxes are always in fashion in the summer and it’s all right to let your tail hang out when the temperatures soar.