Ok, even the dogs are getting bored with all this rain. Jeez, another 3″ fell today and the grounds are saturated. As anyone with an animal understands, there is nothing worse than a wet dog, except maybe two wet dogs.
Pearl Bailey is a gem at getting dried off. I know…one would think the opposite given the brash way I present this dame, but she is so complacent and dare I say, appreciative?! Whereas Ella will run from the towel, Pearl Bailey will come in from the door, pause and smile up as she awaits my approach – face first, then a couple of brisk strokes down her flat back, a couple of rubs on each side, then voilà – she beams at the attention. Sometimes even coming back for seconds, and if she does return for a second round, the end result is a red lipstick kiss on her nose! (This week, there’s been a lot of kiss prints on the pale blonde fur of this babe’s snout, I tell ya’!)
The torrential downpours of our most recent monsoon days have had me going through a lot of towels. Since the lull in precipitation is short-lived, sometimes I have to be reminded to snap out of my reverie and take advantage of the break in the clouds. So, here’s Pearl Bailey imploring me “LET ME OUT!”