You’d think a fur coat would be good in Sweden. Not this summer! Like I’m barely surviving. 90+ degrees Fahrenheit and half the county's on fire. I stay in my tree house most of the day and try to sleep through it. To make matters worse Bucks just told me the servants are thinking about getting a dog. A dog! Can you believe it? What possible reason could anyone have for wanting a dog? I mean, really. Bucks gets confused a lot of times, I’m hoping this is one of them.
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