my dear hairy dog, you are experiencing your first summer in hyderabad with temperatures already reaching 39 degrees C and you are having a terrible time... i knew it would be bad... didn't think you would suffer so much my poochie.... you pant from the time you wake up to the time you sleep....sometimes you are unable to sleep in the afternoons because of the heat... like yesterday when we were at Amma's place and you kept changing positions and places on the floor when the floor tiles heated up with all the heaving....you have also begun to refuse your afternoon meal and do not want to go for a bathroom break till about 5 p.m . All you want is the a/c, you will settle for the fan if that's the only thing available... you drink copious amounts of chilled water, ice cube consumption is a minimum of 6 per day and you lap up buttermilk whenever offered. you are after all an iyer boy. I am seriously considering shaving off your hair. but the shallow human beings around you are worried you will not be as handsome.... what shall i do my love? tell me....
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