It’s been raining

It was very, very hot earlier this week, and we didn’t go out till our runs were in the shade and it had cooled down a bit.  It was still hot, but nice.  Then Friday it rained.  Mummy was pleased it rained because everything needed water.  The grass was getting crispy, which is okay, but I’d rather it was juicier.  Mummy says the rain will make it juicier.


The first rainy day also had lots of noises called thunder with it.  I don’t mind thunder; I know it’s just up in the clouds.  Kevin said he and Midge looked up and checked with Mummy to make sure it was just thunder and then went back to dreaming.  Saturday it rained still, but Mummy went out for the day, although she came back for a cup of tea and went out again soon after; she said the buses didn’t run late enough or something.  I don’t know what that means.  It wasn’t actually raining on Sunday when she came back from wherever she’d been, but she said the grass was till too wet for us.

This morning she went out really early, just as the radio came on.  She just gave us cucumber and breakfast – no run or clean or cuddles.  Kevin got his meds, though.  She said she’s going to London with some books.  She’ll be back this evening.

Well, that’s okay, Mummy, but when are we going to get our run?  Tomorrow?

Hotter than July

I don’t think it could be any hotter this July. We’ve been staying in our cages during the day, apart from our early morning run, of course.  Then we’ve been going out in the garden at about five in the evening till just before dark.  That’s good because we can stay in the shadow of the wall where there has been a little grass and nice cool shade.  We’ve moved around a bit of course, to try and give everyone a chance of some half-decent grass.  But it hasn’t been good grass.  There hasn’t been any rain.  Most of the grass is brown and crispy, like hay. Continue reading “Hotter than July”