
The day promises hot, with temps in the hi 80sF (30C) and higher humidities. We had a gorgeous few days of lower humidities, temps in the 70s, and cool night, but those have apparently gone.
King is inside because he's the old guy and he likes the coolth. Gaby is outside because there is something in one of the oak trees that she wants, and if she stares at it long enough, it will fall victim to her Terrierness and come close enough for her to pounce.
I was scared for a moment. I had let her and King outside a couple of hours ago. King came back, but she didn't, and I thought fine, stay out there. Checked a few minutes ago. Couldn't see her. Called her. No response. Checked her usual haunts. No Gaby. Checked the gates--still closed. Got a little panicky, since King had come out with me and it's rare that Gaby doesn't trot over and say Hi to her fella.
Was just about to gird up and search neighbors' yards when I spotted Herself in a new place beneath the dwarf crabapple, eyes fixed on one of the oaks. I don't know what's up there, but it apparently divides its time between that oak and the dwarf crab, and when it decides to move back to the crab, well, Gaby is waiting.