In fact, Fergus has gotten to the point where he dips his hooves in the baby pool. Next year we hope to have more of a pond for him, but at least he's getting somewhat cooler. He looks a hot mess and I might just come out with shampoo tomorrow for him if it does rain. Really, the boy is disgusting as boys are.
Regardless of the weather, Senior is adamant about moving in tomorrow. It's not like he has to do anything anyway, so what's it to him? I just hope I find enough solace with my animals in the more trying times!