BevLive: keeping cool

Had another lovely hike through the Wasatch this morning before it got too hot. Then over to Carol’s to work dogs. Everyone performed in a spectacularly poor manner. Oh well, what’s a 2400 mile drive to run poorly.

Spent the rest of the day reading and trying to keep cool as the temperature was again in the upper 90s. Not a very exciting day but beats driving. I’m concerned Amanda and company have not arrived. I sure hope they got the truck fixed.

Joe stepped in a hole at the practice field and is now packing a leg. Things just keep getting better and better.

Editor’s Note: I talked to Amanda Monday evening, when she was still camped out in the parking lot of the Ford dealer waiting for the truck to be fixed. (Apparently the dealership abuts a mowed eight-acre field for her dogs to run around in. How lucky is that?) I tried to call her just now but didn’t get her. Hopefully she’s where she’s supposed be by now. She did send me the photo below: all eight of her injectors were replaced (and I write that confidently, as if I truly knew what “injectors” were), courtesy of Ford (the truck, thankfully, is under warranty.)