Rain, Rain, Go Away

[stoutfellow]

Much of today was given over to pouring rain, with a smattering of heavy thunder. After the light show moved on, Gracie decided she needed to go out in the back yard.

I opened the door to the back porch; I could see and hear the rain just sheeting down immediately outside the outer door. I looked at Gracie and said, "I'll open it, but you're not going to like it." I did so; she took half a step out and immediately backed away. I closed the door. She went up and scratched at it again. I opened it, and got a repeat performance. I closed the door. She scratched. One more time... It occurred to me then that perhaps I could shield her with an umbrella, long enough for her to do whatever she needed to do. I fetched the umbrella, pushed the door open, stuck the umbrella out so it covered the doorstep - and took a spray of rebounding rain right in the face.

I closed the door, told Gracie to forget it, and went to the bathroom to dry off.

Comments

[mmegaera]

ROFL Sounds like the time Morgan levitated in the snow.

[stoutfellow]

Do tell!

[mmegaera]

I opened the door one morning the first winter after I got them, Morgan dashed out into the snow, froze his toes, and, I swear, levitated, did a 180, and *flew* back into the house. He refused to go out again for several days [g].

He later learned that snow wasn't so bad (he was white, so it made it easy for him to hide in plain sight), but I learned that he wasn't a true snow white, more a pale cream. He made the snow look like it had a bluish tinge.