The conversation went something like this:
me: "It's 45* ... I think we'll have to let Jinx inside, she's really hot out there"
him: "I don't want dogs inside. You know I won't let dogs in. They smell and it'll be me that has to clean up after it."
five minutes later
him: "We should let Jinx in - she's nearly dying out there."
SO here she is.