Dear diary,

Watermelon popsicles aren't ice cream but they're good enough. It was really hot today. Poor Theodore was panting like crazy and left his slobber all over the floor.

I was sweating so much trying to clean up after him. We skipped going for a walk and stayed home all day. The heat was so bad a bunch of people got heat stroke so Gina was busy with the clinic.

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Even Poppy got heatstroke and had to stop by. We didn't talk much, in fact we didn't talk at all. She's ignoring me so I'm ignoring her back. That's probably not a good thing but eh.

Love,

Tina