Me: Blueberry, what are you doing?
Blueberry: (tongue hanging nearly to the ground in dramatic fashion) The heat! My God, the heat!
Me: You were fine ten seconds ago when we were going the other way.
Blueberry: No I wasn't! Weren't you watching?
Me: Yes I was! You were walking just fine!
Blueberry: There was a tailwind. It was blowing me along. Now I have to walk into the wind! I'll never make it! Dad, carry me!
Mr. Taleteller: There is no way I'm carrying you all that way! Your legs work just fine!
Blueberry: If you loved me, you would carry me! I'll die of heatstroke!
Mr. Taleteller: Do you know how hot it will be if I carry you back?
Bunny: Blue, he's all sweaty and that is NOT a good stink coming off him! You don't want that on your blue brindle furs!
Blueberry: I must have been adopted!
Bunny: Come on, it's an adventure!
Me: You were all adopted!
Still, it was pretty hot. Even I was feeling the heat. The girls were panting and moving slowly. So, we decided to stop and go down to take a dip in the creek. The girls were both decidedly happier. Actually, I was, too! I took off my shoes and waded in with them. After we'd cooled our jets, we headed back to the van. Bunny thought about trying to hitch a ride on the train, but the caboose wasn't going anywhere on its own.