Hello from the formerly wet person

We had some adventure today, and it has nothing to do with me getting wet. The wetness comes later and was run of the mill.

This morning, rain was predicted for the afternoon and so Cameron and I took Shane over to a corner of the fairgrounds and then Cameron spent some time driving around, practicing. It was cool and cloudy and Shane road with his paws and head out of the car – I mean you don’t go fast on fairground roads. There were a lot of squirrels about and when Cameron slowed to an almost a stop for a turn, Shane spotted one and JUMPED OUT OF THE WINDOW!

It was faster than fast; he was in the car, he was out of the car.  Cameron slammed on the brakes and the plastic cup of water I had been holding between my thighs for Shane if he wanted a drink sloshed all over my shorts. But, of course, that was not our main concern. Where was Shane? He showed himself some distance off and refused to come when Cameron called. It was a stubbornness that was not appreciated.

We need to have a serious discussion with that dog . . . and I had to insist to Summer that my wet shorts were from the jostled cup of water. Sigh.

That, though, is not the wetness of which I spoke. After the trip in the morning to avoid the rain, the forecast changed to no rain today, but rain tomorrow. So I started out on a slow walk and half way through, it rained. Not very hard, not cold, and not long. However, I did get wet all the way through to my socks. Do  you know that wet walking shoes can be very heavy?

I am clean and dry once again, although my hair is still wet and in need of fluffing. I am now going to fluff.