Phew What a Scorcher!

Hot damn! It's been a record week of soaring temperatures here in Melbourne. Apparently the hottest week in 100 years. Monday was 36 degrees, Tuesday 42.8, Wednesday 41.7, Thursday 43.5 and Friday 44 degrees. Quite apart from being truly uncomfortable and not being able to go about my normal daily life, I've been trying to keep all my creatures alive. Luckily we have air conditioning. Only evaporative mind you, which means that if it's 40 degrees outside it will be 34 degrees inside, but it's far better than the alternative.
So we've all been camped out inside the house, sheltering from the extreme heat. The guinea pigs have taken up residence in Miss E's bedroom. They're happy, but Miss E reports that they're party animals and keep waking her up through the night.
The chickens have been daily visitors to our ensuite. Let me tell you there's nothing charming about chooks in the shower. From my point of view they have trashed the place, and they smell terrible in confined quarters. From their point of view they get somewhat flustered upon arrival and departure, and seem quite bored without any ground to scratch or eggs to lay. Better than roast chicken though.
Poor Annie has had enough. Moping about the place and not being allowed to investigate the ensuite. She knows they are in there.
I've been hosing down the worm farm numerous times a day to try to keep the temperature down, and even put ice bricks inside. Unfortunately it wasn't enough and loads of them succumbed on Wednesday. Thursday saw the worm farm move into the kitchen.
As I type this, the much anticipated cool change has finally arrived. It's dropped from the high of 44 degrees at 4pm and is now a comfortable 31.4 degrees at 6pm. Cool even. OK everyone out - I want my house back!

Worm farm in the kitchen - yuck! Chooks in the shower - even yuckier!

Spot the guinea pigs -Buster and Smudge have an ET moment. Hot diggity dog - Annie is fed up.