Molly does not like the rain. At all. This morning she had no choice but to make an exception. It rained all yesterday afternoon (luckily it slacked off enough for her to do her business) and was raining steady when we got up this morning.
I put on my Indiana Jones hat and raincoat and I leashed Molly up and out the door we went. We got to the bottom of the steps and she started whining a little bit. She took a few steps out into the rain and she tried to turn around but I wouldn't let her. It was now or never because I didn't like it any more than she did.
Molly has that nice down undercoat that keeps her skin fairly dry but she hates it when it rains in her face and on her ears. She squints her eyes and lays those ears back to try to keep them dry. We made it the length of the sidewalk and I actually had to make her come in. She picked up the scent of something and forgot all about the rain.
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