"...Hot Dwags"

 

We're in the Dog Days of High Summer. This got it's name in Roman times. Them folks thought the appearance of the star Sirius was the cause of the heat. In fact it's the Devil smoking a pipe on his back porch. I mean this just stands to reason. "Uncle Sydney's Big Book of Stuff" Vol. 2 of 38, Oxford Univ. Press 1997~2021.

Here's "Hotpoint". The Cobbly that lives in my hall closet. Them folks mostly sleeps. They're like little Yeti, and don't seem to have gender. New ones just seem to appear. They eat all da bugs, and junk mail. They also sing opera highlights in their sleep.