It is still hot. It's 10 am and it's already 86. We have to bring Sweetpea to the vet. She is sneezing her little head off. I'm thinking she has a cold but she is sneezing so much she is having a hard time doing much of anything but sneeze. Gin has to drive over to Ironwood tomorrow and have her finger prints taken and there is also a couple of other things she has to do. She's getting paid to drive over and get this stuff down. Ironwood is about an hour and fifteen minutes away.