Pooches, we’re now on Day 3 of the rain. The prognosticators are predicting rain each day through Day 7. Oh me.
My manservant headed to his walk/run park this morning but, as happened yesterday, he aborted his plans and headed to his gym where he spent his time on the treadmill and stationary velocipede. The rain had taken a break when he concluded his gym activities and, knowing that the remainder of the day he would be confined to our den, he stopped by his walk/run park again and performed a wee bit of extra exercise.
Our morning was spent lounging in our den on the Davenport reading and napping. As lunchtime neared, my manservant boarded the Hybridmobile and headed to the market for supplies. When he returned to our den and came inside he was accompanied by glorious aromas! Pooches, he had stopped by his favorite restaurant in our village and, in addition to picking up a supply of Comeback dressing, had obtained a cheese steak wrap and an order of the best French fries on the planet! Woo hoo!! Our moods were considerably improved as we all chowed down on our lunch while sitting on the Davenport.
After lunch it was back to lounging about our den. Finally, in mid-afternoon, my manservant said the rain had stopped for long enough that a stroll around our poochhood was in order. We scurried outside and enjoyed the first fresh air of the day. Our stroll had to be done quickly because we could tell that the rain would resume shortly.
We are back in our rain day spots on the Davenport for the afternoon.
Stay dry, pooches, stay dry!