I find the heat and haziness gruesome.

Deer flies bite my dogs.

Mia, who is short and wide, runs out of steam after about five minutes. Then she gives me a pleading look, as if to say, "OMG, Mom — make it stop!" When we come in, she falls to the floor like a lump of chubby.

Hot weather lovers baffle me.

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