Sometimes I don’t want to believe my ears.
Sometimes Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle doesn’t want to believe her eyes.
But as she jumped up on the bed and rustled me as my sun’s up alarm clock this day in mid-July, I knew what I’d been hearing. And as I let her out the back door to the porch of the Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood, she knew what she was seeing.
Wet. Very. Gray.
Yeah. It had been pouring. Again. I have been attempting to blow it west toward too-dry California. Willfully.
Does your pet not want to venture out into the wet sometimes? Does your pet have a set morning routine? What’s the weather where you live today?