Shunka, Indigo and I were walking in a slight drizzle up to the top of the hill on our evening walk when the skies opened and it poured. Shunka gets wild in rain so he started to chase poor Indigo around every bush, tree and stick in the field. I said home dogs so they both charged down the path next to the stone wall towards the house ---- Way faster than I were they. They both came to a screaming stop mid path each running under a pine tree for shelter-- How smart these hounds! As I came close they both took off again, racing home, Shunka to the basement door and Indigo ducked into the dome where it was dry.
Happiness is a wet puppy, or a dry puppy, or any puppy at all.