It was the month of July. He felt the sweat break on his brow. 'The hell did I chose to stay in this godforsaken place over summer...'. The tractor motors hummed in the distance. He looked sideways at his dog, then got up. 'Alright, time for work'. Luffy, the cocker spaniel perked his ears at the sound of the keys rustling. He nodded and the dog followed obediently. Out of the door they went; the sun high up on the sky and not a leaf moving. 'This is going to be a long day', he said. And indeed it would.