It’s raining, it’s pouring, this Dale thinks his mama is BORING…
Oh really mama, it’s not raining that hard. Ok, maybe it is raining that hard, but since I’m relatively waterproof (AND wearing my spiffy raincoat), there is absolutely no reason to not go for an hour-long evening walkie.
I’m W-A-I-T-I-N-G
See? That wasn’t so bad. And there is chicken-lentil-vegetable soup waiting for me. The house smells delish and I’ve worked up quite an appetite. YUMMO!
Love,
Bogart
