In other words, the hottest and most sultry part of summer. Etymology lesson here. As always, this can be prose, poetry, play, fiction, or nonfiction.
I'm going off the mark here. I was so tempted to write a fiction piece about the hottest days of summer, but instead I'm going to take this opportunity to write up an obituary for Taz, my English bulldog who passed away this summer (May feels like summer in Florida).
Taz, short for Tazmanian Devil, died during the early hours of May 30, 2013. He was 9 years old. He is survived by his two sisters, Maggie and Biscuit.
Learn all about Taz if you have a moment, as this is my contribution to Dog Days of Summer. You will understand why we miss him dearly. Taz, with all of your hang-ups, honey, you were still the bomb diggity!
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