Warming, as suspected.

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It was 92 last time I looked.  Now it is feeling rather uncomfortable out there.  I go out only to give Sam food or check her water.  Kibles this time, canned food next, treats from time to time.  Well, and check her water.  Plus it gives me a reason to get out.  Burning out there, again.

It is almost to 80 in this front room, but the low to mid 70s elsewhere.  I would guess it's mid to higher 70's upstairs.  When it heats back up, it really hits hard.  The trick is to step out just long enough to get a blast, but not long enough to get so hot I bring back a load of heat with me.  Get out just long enough to make the inside feel comfortable.

Until, say, 84, it was... nice... out there.  When it hit 86~88, it started being unpleasant.  When it went over 90 it totally stopped being fun.  It isn't even 15:00 yet, so there is room for it to get hotter, perhaps much hotter.

I did get my pants in earlier.  But one has to be rewashed.  A stupid bird pooped on it.  Stupid birds!  The rest are fine.  I found more synthetics.  Whites, but washing them in cold will allow me to wash them all together.  I really do like what the sun and wind do out there, if the birds would leave them alone.  That's the first bird problem I have had.

Rabbits, so far, seem okay.  I would guess, over time, their resistance will fade.  So far, though, they are doing well.  Hmm, best check them though.  This swing, from cool to this hot, might get to them quickly.  Actually, I will take out frozen bottles right now.  But a quick run, and to all of them.  One each.  Later.