Rainy Day
Rainy day. Perfect. For Richard to study. For me to read & write. Do laundry. Wash the dog! Stretch did his usual, “I have to bark at the mailman as long as I can see him in the neighborhood!” in the pouring-down rain. When he came in, we were ready for him. I mopped him up a little on the back porch, then let him in, blocking his doggy-door behind him. He headed upstairs and Richard quickly put up the gate behind him at the top of the stairs. All doors were closed except the bathroom, and he was quickly “trapped!” in there. Richard did the bathing, and after a good rub-down with towels and a few good shakes, we then corralled him and clipped his nails. Now, for a brief time, Stretch is beautiful and he even smells clean…not like the basset hound he is!
