Our Dog Maggie is terrified of rain with thunder and lightening. This is why I was greeted with chaos this morning. She freaks out...pants and tries to go to strange "high" places to be safe. Today she was jumping up on the kitchen counter then running behind toilets. The stress causes her hair to fall out and she sheds uncontrollably. So, there I was, trying get her outside to pee. I have on sock on (to cover the callous treatment I am doing on my right foot...) and a knee length striped nightgown (ugly). I threw on a black, front zip, hooded sweatshirt and a rain coat. Shoes...I slipped into my white nursing clogs and began trying to get her outside. She strategically kept slipping out of her collar. I finally got her out into the pelting rain and pulled her threw puddles to a grass patch. Did she pee...NO! She just kept freaking out with her tail between her legs. So I was soaked...I mean....really...really wet and I took her back to the front door and let her in. I did not have a towel with me she was running around and shaking and shedding on the tile. I had to laugh. What a mess. The sad thing is I still had to repeat this with the little dog (who is not scared, thank God, but wet and curious so takes to long). I took the kids to school in the dog walking outfit and prayed the entire way that I did not get in a car accident. The one sock with heel jelly would be really embarrassing to explain on the side of the road.
So, today is Thursday. I work again Friday. Then--on to the weekend. And time goes by.
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