It's the heat

That’s why Tonka was acting the way she was. The AC is dead, so she was miserable. She’ll be staying at my mom’s tonight. If they have to order a new AC, then she won’t be coming home till it gets here. She might have heat stroke or something if she’s to hot. She’s to old for heat.

If it really gets to over 100 degrees, I might die. I’m not allowed to remove the plastic covering my window. Because they are painting. Then the apartment building will get shut down. I probably won’t be the only one to die.

No dog here sucks.

Now it’s 80F in here. Apparently the heat doesn’t bother me. But there is two fans blowing on me, the dead AC, and another one.