Sully's pretty spoiled. To tell the truth, we've created a monster. It's cool enough in the house, we're getting by at 79, sometimes 78, but these days whenever I just crack the door open for something, he jets out and jumps in the pool. I'm trying not to complain about the heat this summer - trying to think of all the positives and he just ruins it with his, "I'm hot as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore" not so graceful leap into the bath temp pool.
And Shana just encourages him.
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