OK all our human and fur people readers. I just want to let you know that Mom is not nice.
That was a mean thing she did.
You all know how excited we get when Mom gets home from work.
The first thing we want to do is run outside.
She’s finally caught on to that so she holds the door as we scramble between her legs and dash out into the fresh air.
It’s our favorite time of day and we hate it when she’s late.
Tonight she was a little late and she didn’t call us and tell us she was going to be late so we were already a little upset.
As soon as she opened the door Shakespeare went running outside and I was close behind him.
Once we got outside we noticed something was wrong.
We turned around and Mom was at the door smiling.
Actually, I think she was laughing. We ran outside so fast that we didn’t notice the deck was wet. Suddenly there were these wet drops falling on us and we didn’t like it.
Luckily Mom let us in right away but she should have known we wouldn’t like the rain.
Oh, I think she knew and she tried to warn us but we didn’t listen.
You’re right. Maybe instead of being mad at Mom we should be mad at the weather humans.
That’s right. They’re the ones who let this rain come. If they hadn’t talked about it maybe the rain wouldn’t have followed the sounds of their voices and it would have gone somewhere else.
Weather humans please note….don’t talk about rain until it’s dark. Quit spoiling our fun time outside!