Rainy Days

With four dogs, rainy days are not my favorite. Four times the wet dog smell, four times the drying, four times the mud...YUCK! And to boot, last March on one of these illustrious rainy days my darling four charged into the kitchen from outside, proceeded to shake in harmony soaking everything in fifteen foot radius. I went to move out of the way, slipped on the rain-soaked floor and broke my hip...grrrrr. It is in these moments I think why four!

However, I try to remember how they love the water, love snow and are just having fun. When this doesn't work, I use the tried and true method of remembering God would never have given me more than I could handle (I did!).

Time to let the dogs out again in the rain for the after dinner romp. Have a great evening all and thank you so much for stopping by.