Dog Days of Summer

The daily weather has been in the 90's - unseasonably hot for the Willamette Valley, especially this time of year. Yesterday was 98 degrees. For dogs with coats better suited for winter snows, that is too hot.
I took the first group of pictures while doing the morning watering. Trask still has his "puppy" sitting posture.

 Then again so does mom Koyuk.

 As long as Trask drug out his favorite chew toy, I took the opportunity to pose him with it.

 "Enough posing."

With her thick, double coat, McKenzie prefers the shade at all times.

 Cedar alternates between sun and shade.

 The "charming" Trask look.

I finally got the yard littered with the summer lawn furniture, hammock and sculpture.  Trask spotted this guy and went nuts.I heard him barking and barking at something, only to find him about 20' away trying to scare away the monster intruder.

 I finally was able to coax him to make friends.

 A couple feet away was the real thing.

 Trask spends hours stalking the fish.

He has even taken up Koyuks whale, bubble-trapping, technique.

 No luck this time.

Our stove-vent, swallows nest is full again this year. Since the chicks are essentially in the wall, we can hear them chirping in the kitchen as well as outside. The parents are so busy feeding the big brood that they no longer dive bomb us while we are sitting on the patio - though the table, chairs and hot tub are on their poop flyway - thus the need for lawn furniture scattered about the lawn.