White Dog waits patiently for the swamp cooler to kick on--it is already too warm to lie outside and the inside has just about lost the trapped night coolness that makes the house pleasant well into mid morning. Together we answer emails and blog, glad to be together but unwilling to cuddle too close for fear of generating extra heat. Finally we hear the pump start up and the groan of the motor starting...White Dog looks up expectantly at the vent. Cool air begins streaming out! We both sigh in happiness, then White Dog stretches and moves to "her" napping spot in the living room under the chilled air.