Here are a couple of things you need to know before I start this story. This is Reo's first summer and he is not yet neutered. It's been 100 - 112 degrees here with not a cloud in the sky. Reo bops outside the other afternoon and decides to sit on the sidewalk. His "boy bits" get to the pavement first. A look of puzzlement comes into his eyes. He hovers, his rear not quite touching the concrete. Then a look of consternation crosses his face; all is not well in his nether regions. It only took a few seconds but he decided that the sidewalk was no longer the place to park his tookus.

Poor Reo

LOL I guess some things you have to learn the hard way. Poor Reo.

OMGosh, too funny (in a wincing sort of way).

This happened to my uncles Basset one year, he went out to lay on the dark brown painted deck, and his man berries hit it first, he RAN inside arrooo-arrrooooo-arrrrooooing.

Awww... at least he was cautious about it and didn't just flop down like the dummies here do. My guys are about to get a painful lesson if they don't go slow like he did; its supposed to be between 103 - 107 here the next few days. Taking the boys to the vet because they've cooked their bits would not be a trip I want to take.

Ohhhh I'll mention this to my neutered male, Marrok. Maybe for once he'll realize not having those hanging bits back there is a good thing!

Aww, Reo.

It's not likely Reo will have to worry about it too much longer. He's getting to the point those boy bits will be gone pretty soon.

I never think about how hot pavement can be sometimes in reference to their paws.... or stomachs... or man berries.