Wet and Cold

Brrrr. It’s been so wet and cold and miserable. Yesterday morning my Mom opened the garden door and told me to go out. Surely she was kidding... or maybe she didn’t feel the frigid wet air coming through the doorway. I looked out the door, up to her, and back outside, then froze. No way was I going outside. She was so surprised I wouldn’t just run outside.

I bet she wouldn’t run out there in her short nightgown and bare feet but she expected me to go. I may have had a full bladder but I could wait. I could see it in her eyes. She could picture the huge puddle I would make somewhere when I couldn’t hold it anymore. I don’t think she wanted to have to mop that up.

A few minutes later she donned a raincoat and rubber boots. She got my leash and we headed outside with Elvis and Penny. Penny stayed inside the garage but Mom, Elvis and I went out into the cold rain to do our business. Thank you, Mom for being there for me.

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