there was a break in the storm ..
so evelyn the precious pooch slipped into her
raincoat and me in mine, i snapped her leash in place,
and we dashed to the out of doors with umbrella in hand
for the just in case expected unexpected downpour that happened
toward the end of our mosey. mosey. yes. she no longer takes walks.
she's getting on in years so her gait has become a mosey. as in slower
than a snail's pace in any race to the point of almost going backwards.
there's two areas she fancies to graze 'midst her mosey.
since our home no longer has grass,
she becomes cow'ish or goat'ish
in the neighboring lawn(s).
she also uses those lawns as a disposal for her business..
don't worry .. i put the business in a pink bag right away!
i'm a good dog owner, i am. wink.
i just had to stop for a second and snap this pic
of rain clouds over the sierra .. methinks tahoe's getting pounded!
evelyn in her adorable rain slicker.......grazing.
me? i wore grey and black and a floral scarf tied just so,
a black ball cap with my horse's tail lop of hair stuffed
inside completed the outfit. and pinky rust lippystick.
thank you for asking. ahem.