Second Annual Chip High-Heat Ice Cream Wake

SUMMARY: This could become a tradition

Chip left us last year, on June 17. It's been really hard for me this week.  

Also I can't believe that I've gone an entire year without  a 2nd dog. Zorro just turned seven last week, and for the last couple of months, he hasn't been so cavalier about jumping up into his crate in the back of MUTT MOVER. I have to do things to give him extra space or gear to help him get up. 

But that's a different story.

Last year, on June 18, Zorro and I headed down the street to Baskin Robbins to have some memorial ice cream in honor of Chip.  In 100+ degree heat.

I don't know why blogger accepts videos, uploads them, and then displays what looks like a control pane--but it's just a PIC of a control pane. And then says video not available.
Sorry for now, folks.

So, this year, we did the same. In 108-degree weather. And so is born, ta-da:

Annual Chip High-Heat Ice Cream Wake

Wasn't going to leave Zorro in the car while I got ice cream unless (a) I could park in complete shade and (b) Baskin Robbins didn't have a huge line.  Turns out, yes! Full parking spot in the shade, and yes! no one else at BR! Freaky.

And then all this happened.

Empty Baskin Robbins! In this heat?

Still wearing masks to be safe. Plus my buttons saying I'm not one of the unvaxed.

It leaked all over my hand just walking back to the car, no matter how fast I licked.
Had to keep licking to try to take photos.
Now my phone/camera is sticky.

Rest assured, Human Mom ate almost all the ice cream.

I was glad that I kept his crate door closed and latched, because right about then a huge Standard Poodle trotted up from behind us and tried to stick his nose into our business.
Zorro was not pleased.
Owners did not have him on leash.

Biting through the wires is strenuous!

Fun with animated gifs, part 1
Wagging tail, hard-working tongue
(from 6 photos; need to figure out how to crop it more betterz.)

That was TOTAL nom-nom-noms!

Took the rest home because in the heat it was liquidating beyond  control.
(Fortunately only 5 minutes away.)

The last bite.

Fun with animated gifs, part 2 (from two photos).
Guess who gets to lick the bowl.

P.S. 

I do have a history of drowning my dog grief (or sometimes celebrations) in frozen concoctions that help me hang on. (No--not margaritas--) .--in addition to 2020 and this year-- at least the followings:

• June 2019
• April 2018 and 2015

Indulgence

SUMMARY: We're gonna have ICCCCE cream!

Been feeling so sad lately about Boost and Tika. It's the time of year. Three years ago, Tika was recently gone and Boost will be gone in a couple of days.

I've been trying to stay away from sugar (well, except for some unfortunate incidents involving Easter candy), but yesterday afternoon I just couldn't stand it any more, plus I needed something to cheer me up.  So I decided to replay one of the excellent days from three years ago-- in June of that year, when Chip and I headed for the hills and came back with Zorro (known at the time as Luke).

On the way home back then, I stopped in a small town in a one-of-a-kind hamburger place for a hamburger--and they had ice cream cones! And it was a warm day! And so I got a cone. Ate most of it. Shared it with the new "brothers".  A joy, and a rare treat for the beasties.

So, yesterday... no, I didn't drive all the way back to that place... but I did drive down the street to here:

Yummmmmm-- my favorite sherbet! Colorful AND fruity!

If I'm going to share, better be a double scoop. Am I right?

Human Mom, whut iz GOT?! Is we getz owt of here? Walkiez meybe?

Do you see where I'm going with this?

No, seriously, I just sucked off a couple small bits of sherbet and ptooed them into the dishes.  Took a lot of convincing to get Zorro to look into his dish--too excited about having his door open--but when he finally looked...... ooooohhhhhh, yummm!  (Apparently cold ice cream doesn't have any particular odor, and hard to see into those no-spill dishes.)

Chip would NOT LOOK AT DISH NO ME GETZ OUT WHUT IS YOU DOING HUMAN MOM?

So I sat on the bumper and enjoyed most of the treat, then offered first licks to Chip--he had no trouble figuring that out!

Zorro got second licks after I said that Chip had had enough.  Rather, let's say, Zorro got second lick, and then--really, this licking crap is for wusses!

Oh--and that's when Chip discovered the bits of sherbet in his dish. Happiness all around.

AND in case you were wondering... that's about the way it all happened in June of 2015, too.

My favorite--chocolate dipped! That part not for doggers.

Oooh, Human Mom, whut iz??

Lick lick lick

Little lick...

...annnnnnnnd CHOMP!