Rain, Rain, Go Away!

I think we're going to need Noah to come back with his ark! I've been trying to get to the grocery store after work all week, but there are only a few things worse than ruining your shoes, soaking your clothes and coming home with soggy food.

Last night we tried and tried to get Fenway to go outside to potty in the pouring rain. He finally relented and ran out to tinkle, but would NOT get down to the "other" business. So at about 9:30 Brian and I decided if we stood out there with him maybe he'd feel safer and he'd go ahead and go. (Fenway is the wimpiest dog ever and is very scared of the dark, especially wet dark.) So there we are, me with an umbrella and Brian with his raincoat over his head in the pouring rain saying "Fenway, go potty! Fenway, please go potty!" for 20 minutes!! I can only hope our neighbors couldn't hear us. We finally gave up but not before we were attacked by mosquitos, had soaking wet feet and made total fools of ourselves. We then had to dry him off and clean out his ears, because if you leave his ears wet they get infected. What a lot of work with no results! I've read that dogs think their people families are just other dogs with hands. Do you think Fenway thought we were the dumbest dogs in town last night??