No rain, no rainbow

My goodness gracious me – what a downpour it was all yesterday. Regardless, walk we must!

And if there’s no rain, there would be no rainbow! Though we didn’t;t see one yesterday.
But not for grumpy George, who still doesn’t want to associate himself with us – meaning Churchill and friends. Never seen him refusing a walk but of late, he prefers to be with Mummy these days. And clever him – he didn’t get drowned like we did.Instead clever George went to physio with Mummy And after that, Mummy took him to work with her …But where’s George?In his back pack!!!!

May’s comment: Another use for that back pack! George had become very attached to me of late, probably because of Churchill’s presence. He chooses not to go for walks with the pack – unheard of!  He rather stays with me. As part of the day involves going to a home being refurbished, I have to carry him.  Yesterday I thought, I’ll put him in the backpack! Well, he sat happily in it while I went about doing what I had to do. I even forgot he was on my back! Not a peep! Apparently, at times he dozed off. 🙂

Yesterday was an unusually wet day. Poor doggies out for a walk. They looked like drowned rats except for the Equafleeces which kept their bodies dry – but their heads and tails were soaking wet.  Rain is not unusual in London but yesterday was a downpour. And signage in tube stations always says the right thing, usually quite philosophical.Photo courtesy of Alex. Thank you!