Rainy day in paradise

Woke up at 8 to the sound of rain. Not the joyous sound of an afternoon thunderstorm - whoosh, boom, boom, cricketchirp it's over. The moanful sound of an all-day, Saturday, rain. Crap! Got to get the dogs out anyway before they crap, or whatever, after 8 hours inside.

Now the dogs come back in all happy to have peed and pooped. They are soaked, wringing and shaking themselves to no end then wallerin on their backs to make sure the carpet smells just as bad as they do.

Skittles has bounded across the bed to show Mommy how wet he is! "Look at my pawprints all over the quilt!"

Lock the dogs in Nathanga's room - he sleeps on the floor anyway, right in front of the TV. He won't mind if they soak his bed.

Woke up at noon to the sound of rain.

Get going for work today. Check the Boy. The dogs are all snuggled with him on the floor. Hard to tell where the shaggy dog leaves off and the shaggy boy starts.

Boy and dogs go outside to pee. All back in now and soaked.

Guess I better get to work!