Why am I not hunting right now? Simple: Because I am crazy, not stupid.
I have rules, and one of those rules is that I do not dig on the dogs when it is over 90 degrees out. It hit 104 the other day, and was 92 at 10 oclock at night.
And no, it's not a dry heat. It's like being inside the lungs of a dragon, but with a great deal less romanticism than that image implies.