It’s been raining on and off for almost a week now.
Mum’s happy because her garden is greening up and growing fast. Flowers have even begun to bloom.
Flax flowers
Me, I’m not so impressed. Sure, rainy days mean more couch snuggling but…………..
I still haven’t won the war on being allowed to do my business in the house where civilized folk (and Pugs) should be allowed to go. So out I go in the long, wet grass (the humans haven’t been able to mow due to rain) and get soaked from my toes right up to my belly. The grass gets me from underneath and then the rain pours down on me from up top. By the time I can come in the house I’m wet and cold and shivering.
Still no indoor potty oasis for me, sadly.
The humans have taken pity on me so far as to make sure I’m bundled, cuddled and warmed up when I come in. They don’t even complain that I smell like a wet dog – much.
All bundled up in warm blankets The Will’s fleecy
Sabrina's Pug Tails 
we are sending you lots of sun
Benny & Lily
Ugh, you poor thing. I only like grass on my belly when it is dry. I like to walk over it and have it tickle my belly! I always love to see when you call The Will, the Will. I am often referred to as The Wil (one l) around these parts, so I feel a connection with your Wil!
It was hotter than Hades here this weekend so I’m sending some of that to you 🙂
I know what you means about the rain. Today poured and poured. Yah it is great for Mum’s garden but I don’t like to get wets!
That is so unfair, Sabrina. You must demand an indoor spot. We have potty pads but would love a potty patch like Payton had.