All Rain and No Play Makes Pappy a Crazy Boy...

A few weeks ago I was complaining about drought, but, fickle me, now I am complaining about rain. Or, at least, its effect on Pappy. The recent rain and the shorter days are making him STIR CRAZY because he isn't out running around as much. He's a bit frantic to get outside, whereupon he immediately demolishes any rubber ball in his possession-- then attempting to smuggle any mud-smeared fragments into the house so that he can rub them into the carpet and try to get us to toss them.

I hope he doesn't go bonkers and eat us over the long, dark winter, because it's going to get worse before it gets better.