Tuesday, August 01, 2006

the cat came back, later that day

. . . . and the cat came back about 11:00 p.m., we thought she was a goner.

She was dry, and is just woken up from the best nap ever - no small feet
considering it had stormed, thundered and poured rain since 9:00 a.m. that
morning when she went missing.

On another note, we discovered that Copper HATES rain, and would rather pee
indoors than get wet outside. There is nothing that appears more like
torture and comedy to your neighbours than standing in the grass in the
pouring rain holding onto a shivering, whining, howling dog trying to
explain to it that it has to pee outside or you will put it in a diaper.

So brilliantly I put the dog into a kennel until he had to pee so bad (dogs
dont pee in their own kennel) that he braved the rain. Only, stubbornly, the
dog ran to pee UNDER THE PATIO CHAIR, which was on the muddy gravel, because
that is SO much better than peeing in the nice clean grass.