This week has been a wet one here in Oakland, and I have not enjoyed it. All you poodles or poodle owners know that rain is not a curly coated dog's friend. In fact, this weather is wreaking havoc on my curls. I'm constantly being dried off and when I'm not wearing that damn pack, I'm in my rain coat.
In addition to being wet or wearing a stupid rain coat, the sand that I use as my bathroom is a bepuddled mess. Seriously, I am afraid I'm going to drown when I'm taking a dump. Oh, and speaking of puddles, there aren't any that don't soak my feet up to my ankles, which is very cold to my shaved tootsies. I even feel bad for the humans who have continued to take me out for my daily walks despite the rain.
I have heard of people doing rain dances, but I propose that we do a dry dance. Okay, all together now . . . on the count of three . . . DANCE!
Sorry Dixie Girl - I look at the vast number of trees in Curtis Park and I think, "Which is more important - a blindingly colorful azalea spring or Dixies tootsies getting wet?" You lose, Sweetie...
Posted by: Dagny DeVeaux | January 21, 2010 at 08:19 PM
We are both having a BAD HAIR WEEK> What we Spoos have to put up with!
Posted by: Trevor | January 23, 2010 at 08:15 AM
Now I am using my own name, Pepper, instead of my Mom's name, FARout.
I refuse to go potty in the rain. Do my "parents"? Heck, no. I'm not gonna get my pretty self out in that stuff.
I have trained them to paper the garage, and that's where I go when it's raining.
Posted by: Pepper | March 13, 2010 at 08:44 PM