Just add water…
I think this has been just about a perfect weekend. When my husband wanted to get a hot tub, I thought we’d get it and it would be one of those things that would make him happy, but not do much for me. I did change my mind quickly. Sunday morning, it was a brisk 45 degrees, the temperature of the inside of a properly chilled refrigerator. We dashed out onto the deck and jumped into the hot tub. The contrast of the chill of the air and the silken heated bubbles of the hot tub was simply delicious.
Our delightful doggie decided to snooze on the deck when hark an evil cat crept into the yard. The cat was intent on catching one of the birds munching on the food from one of the two bird feeders and two suet holders. Naturally there were quite a number of them and the cat licked his whiskers.
Pssssst doggie, pssssssssst doggie my husband prompted. The dog opened one eye and looked up at the crazy humans in all that WET STUFF. Finally I prompted, hey Vee -Cat! And he was off the deck in a flash! The cat forgot how he found his way into the yard and raced a circuit about the yard. Vee, in his gentlemanly fashion, loped just quickly enough to keep the cat moving quickly but not too fast. The cat found his way out and Vee loped proudly back around the yard, having protected his fine feathered friends.
Hot tubs are fine places to watch the world from.