Killer Heat

   Apparently this week it's hot enough to cook robins in my backyard. Yesterday Aki found—and led me to—a young fledgling who I presumed had fallen from a nest that I wasn't able to spot. He was large enough to fly, but definitely a juvenile. Then today Aki led me to an adult robin back in the same corner. I don't believe my dogs are fast enough to catch a bird (certainly not 2 in 2 days), so I presume they died from the heat. (She also wouldn't touch the birds, which is another sign that she wasn't the culprit.)
   I do keep a birdbath, but it doesn't seem to be doing the trick. It's probably more of a hot tub at the moment anyway.

   As I was driving to the track meet for KCCC, I noticed the outside temperature as I was leaving the shady parking garage. 100 degrees. Hot enough to cook a runner on a black rubber track? Let's hope not...