Tomorrow is going to be a stinker, and Friday is going to be worse. This means it just wouldn't be fair to bring Harlem out. I have worked him in 32-33 degrees, because we only walk out in the sun for two times two minutes all the way home. But 37-38 degrees is beyond the pale, so he'll be staying home tomorrow and Friday.
I loathe using my cane. The other option would be taking a taxi home, but over two days that would end up costing $60, which is huge.
Before we get a dog at Guide Dogs, we have be competent with a cane for just these situations. I'm competent with a cane, but I loathe using it. It jumps up and stabs me whenever it hits uneven ground - I swear the thing is trying to kill me. I also feel it brings attention to me in a way that is isolating, where as people just love to see Harlem working.
Mostly though, I can't talk to the cane. It won't look back at me with those askance eyes. I definitely use Harlem to get around safely, and more and more, I need him for that purpose as my vision continues to falter. Truth be told, though, he has helped me the most by being a constant companion. Just by being there by my side, he's built my confidence.
Being left at home is hard for him, as well. Not as much during the kids' summer holidays, but still, not easy for him either. He loves Dave and the boys, but he is most closely attached to me. He doesn't even like it if I leave the room for 'too long'.
So, I'm feeling a bit pouty about the next couple of days. It's too bad there isn't an 'over 36, no work' policy like there is for schools.