Rain Day.
Again. Remember that forecast
thing on Saint Swithun’s Day? The thing
about if it rains on Swith’s Day it will rain for 40 more days? Well. On that day, we had sun. AND showers.
More showers than sun. Typical
Nova Scotia weather. But since then, the
forecast seems to be right. One day of
sun. Two days of rain. It is getting
just a BIT tiring. The other morning, we
actually had sun. But the day before it
had rained. So when my human walked us
up the road, and went to go on the trail in the woods, Frodo put on the
brakes. I mean, it was like trying to
get him into the bathtub. He LEANED back
and would NOT go on the trail. I mean,
would NOT go. Why? With all the rain, the trail was wet. It had lots of puddles. It didn’t matter that the sun was shining
that morning. He KNEW his feet would get
wet. My human tried to coax him – and even tried to entice him with
treats. He was having nothing of it. The brakes were ON. And a gentle tug resulted in the bucking
bronco routine. We turned around and
went back home – with Frodo happily trotting – and me staring longingly back at
the trail.
Then yesterday morning, as we got ¾ way up
the road and we saw lightning – and a minute later, heard the thunder. If you ever wanted to see two PONs and a
human moving at breakneck speed, you should have seen us. We got in the house JUST before the skies
opened and puppies and kittens came raining down.
ENOUGH rain. Please Saint Swithun. Have mercy!
© Linda Wozniak
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