My friend Sasha came to stay with us for a week. Her family got to go skiing in some place called Utah. Sadly for us, it rained almost the whole time Sasha was with us so we didn’t get to do as much playing as we normally do. Don’t get me wrong, we chased down a couple squirrels and figured out that there was a bunny under the shed, but we did it wet. For some reason momwas always wiping our paws and complaining about the mud on the kitchen floor.
We sat on the front porch a lot watching the rain fall and watching the squirrels race across from the telephone wire to the tree in the front yard. Next time Sasha comes, I hope it is nicer out so we can go do more and not have to have our feet wiped every time we came inside.