Yes, it’s hot.
Summertime in Texas — any other questions?
No questions, friends, but some friendly (and important) reminders for us all to think about.
Hot weather brings with it the need for an increased awareness of people and conditions around us.
The infirm and elderly are particularly at risk from hot Texas summers.
Be sure to check on relatives and neighbors who may fall into either of those categories to see how they are doing.
Make sure they’re finding a way to stay cool, staying well-hydrated, and if at all possible, out of the heat of the day.
Take the time to pay a visit and check up on them.
They’ll appreciate the visit, and the company.
You’ll have the peace of mind knowing that they are OK, and by doing so have played a vital role in watching out for them.
And keep an extra eye on your kids, too.
They like to run and jump and play and go all day — but heat can take its toll on them as well.
Sure, let them burn all the energy they can — makes for longer naptime and an easier bedtime.
But make sure they are protected from the sun (sunscreen) and drinking lots of non-sugary fluids to stay hydrated, too.
And, gentlemen of a certain age know this one — a hat is very handy in the summer.
Sunburn on your bald spot is a real pain.
I’d rather not talk about how I know.
But trust me, I do.
Now, let’s talk dogs.
Small, yappy ones — big, barky ones — and even the ones that just curl up in your lap and make you forget about all your problems of the day.
The latter, by the way, are probably my favorites (even though they have their “yappy” moments, too).
Pet owners have some very important responsibilities that come along with the joy the critters bring into our lives.
And, the aforementioned hot Texas summers bring on some additional things we have to keep in mind.
Summer trips — or even quick weekend rides around town — often times can include a family pet as a part of the journey.
While we welcome “Fido” and “Spike” into our homes and our lives, unless they are service animals, they are rarely welcomed into businesses and restaurants.
That often leaves them waiting in the car or truck while his (or her) humans do their “people” stuff.
Most of the year — with a properly ventilated vehicle — that isn’t a problem.
But summer is not one of those times.
Even parked in the shade, a vehicle with its windows rolled up — or “cracked open” as folks like to say — is no place for an animal to be left.
If you are taking your animal with you, be prepared to see to its safety and comfort, no matter what the weather or the imposition.
It’s the right thing to do.
Bob Belcher is Managing Editor of the Corsicana Daily Sun. His column appears on Saturdays. He may be reached by email at firstname.lastname@example.org. Want to “Soundoff” on this column? Email: email@example.com
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