Downpour

I got caught in the rain. Out and in! On my way back from the Chiro’s, I popped back home to fill the kittens’ feeders. Decided to put a load on thinking that I would hang it up on my way back from the yard.

Headed up the road to let the dogs out (bet you’re singing it now) in beautiful sunshine. Fast forward a few hours and I thought I’d head to the yard. In typical fashion, the heavens opened. I’d decided to get changed at mine. Halfway home, I realised I’d forgotten my muck boots. So back to Beighton I headed.

By the time I arrived home, it was a monsoon! The rain was so loud on the conservatory roof, I could barely stand it. So I decided to wait it out. Hugo came in and joined me in the drowned rat stakes.

When it showed no signs of stopping I headed to the yard. Well I wasn’t getting any drier!!

Finally headed back to see the dogs. They were much less enthusiastic about going out in the rain I can tell you.

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