Pilates class made it hard for me to get up off the couch the rest of the day. It's my waist. Then we went to the farmers' market, but bought nothing. We got gas, money, and Ray's prescription. We also stood in line at the post office to mail Nate's birthday present! Stopped by HQ to see how everything was going. And finally went to Kroger and bought a few things.

All afternoon, looking at recipes and cooking off and on, wishing it were just a little cooler. Had supper, watched TV, went to bed.

Cameron is a good dog, but he won't always come when called. So I don't like to let him out unless he's on the leash. In the mornings when we walk, it's okay. He is racing off after things, stopping and sniffing, catching up with me and running away again. But he comes back and has breakfast. Any other time I let him out,  he is liable to go down to the neighbors. They have two or three dogs and a fenced area. Paul sometimes lets Cameron in to play and this naturally makes it hard for him to come when I call, if he wanted to. So last night after supper, I didn't dare let him out, since I didn't feel like walking him on a leash. So, it wasn't a complete shock that he was whining enough to wake me up at 4 this morning! I wandered down sleepily in my nightgown and let them both out. He was back before I knew it, but Zoe was slower. By the time she came back, he was off again, tearing around the yard and into the woods, chasing deer maybe. I gave her a half a biscuit and threw his half in the crate. He didn't come and he didn't come. Then she thought she would go in the crate and eat his biscuit, with some justice. So I was trying to block her and call him at the same time. I had about given up when he showed back up. The  minute I tried to get him in the crate, he bounded out the door, as if to get me to chase him. Fortunately, when I said, "No, Cameron" in my sternest voice, he came and went right in docilely.

Before I was able to fall back to sleep, it began to rain, complete with thunder and lightning. This was a great source of joy, but did keep me awake the rest of the night. Now the AC is running again. Maybe this is the last time this year. Probably not. I look forward to baking again sometime in the next month.