You’ve heard of the Valley of the Sun, of course — we who live here recognize it as the Valley of the We-Do-Mean Sun: 118 degrees now being a summer norm. Welp, it’s raining in the VotWEMS, and you know what that means? Very, very unhappy dogs!
Ruby the Corgi Pup has acquired Cassie the Corgi’s profound disdain for water. And when water falls out of the sky? Oh, my. What a horror! These are Sun Dogs. Anything other than a clear day is weather for some other planet.
Ruby rousted me out of the sack at 5:30, whining and ooorrrking. She makes the distinctive, strange corgi noise, something like a combination of purring and baying, a sound that Cassie abjures in favor of pretty much constant barking. Figuring she needed to pee, I rolled out of the sack and lifted them down from the bed.
No. Apparently she was complaining about the sound of the rain falling. She ran into the bathroom and refused to come out!
Cripes.
Cassie was persuaded to step onto the back porch, but declined to go further.
Grumpily, I went back to bed. Ruby refused to get back on the bed — she ran out of the bathroom and huddled in her crate.
A couple hours later, clouds were sitting atop North Mountain, a low butte a couple miles from the Funny Farm. Briefly, though, it had stopped raining.
Ruby ran back into the bathroom and refused to come out. Cassie stood at the door and stared out, aghast. Their attention, finally, was grabbed by the rattling of the Doggy Treat Jar.
Yes. I had to lure them into the backyard with dog treats. They did their thing in the moments between rainshowers, but they were not pleased. No dog pleasure here. None.
In other news…
Windy City Gal, who is making a pair of Tit Bits for me, asked me to try the “seat cushions” that came from Knitted Knockers in one of my bras, to see whether the size we estimated is right.
heh heh heh heh…
The result, even with the whoopie-cushion effect, was va-va-VOOM! Get outta, my way, Dolly Parton!
This is too hilarious to be believed!
Of course, it’s too everything to be believed, and certainly should not be. Believed, that is.
However, it must be said: with a shirt on, the effect is surprisingly believable. And certainly much more buxom than I’ve ever been in real life.
Now…all I’ve gotta do is get the hair right….
Oh my gosh! So funny. Quite the boost, lol.
Such cute corgis! I have one myself.
Corgis are the reason “dog” is “god” spelled backward…
Love the story of the dogs. My m-i-l gave us a Norwegian Elkhound when I met her on our honeymoon. He proved they can walk on water one day when we had him out on Land’s End and he fell off the rocks and into the water LOL, had one of our cats do the same thing years later when he was startled by the neighbors Rotty.
I have to tell you I love the Tit Bits and think you look great with them! Maybe I need to talk the hubby into a pool, cause you look fabulous.
Hmmm… The elkhound & the corgi may be related, both being varieties of the spitz. Here’s the proof, right there in that incontrovertible authority, Wikipedia: the elkhound chases down large game, “signaling to the hunters by barking very loudly.” Uh huh. Apparently Cassie is a throwback to her elkhound ancestors…