Sunday, July 10, 2005
A rainy day in the life of a dog owner
So yeah, it's raining. Like it tends to do, here. Personally I like rain. But you know who doesn't? My dog. As brave as the day is long, willing to take on anyone and anything threatening his family, Angus absolutely hates the rain. As soon as the first drop hits the windowpane, he's on me like white on rice on a paper plate in a snowstorm.
It's kinda cute, but mostly just pathetic. I mean, take a look at those sorrowful eyes.