Questionably Fabulous

When humans get really hot they don’t move much, and neither do I.  Its been so freaking hot here I don’t feel like doing much besides pant and stare up at my mom and wonder why she hasn’t either a) put more hard wood or tile in the house so that I can cool my belly off, like in our old house, or b) put that thing on that hums every so often and blows a cool breeze in my face, like in our old house.  I mean, seriously, humans can strip off their fur (which is so much different than my fur, theirs is in like three or four peices instead of millions and theirs comes in different colors daily instead of staying the same always) where as I have not figured out how to take mine off.  I can shake all I want but I only seem to shed a few hairs at a time.