Rain

I'm telling you, there had better be a place in heaven for people (me) who take their dogs for a walk in the absolute, pouring rain.

There is a routine to our morning, and, it seems, that it cannot be deviated from. Shower. Pilates or Bowflex. Nordictrak. Dogwalk. That's it. Well, today it is raining and blowing. I've been taking Gingie for a walk in the rain.....but, you know, it was sprinkling rain. Not torrential rain. Today, I even took an umbrella. To say the least, our walk was the abbreviated version. Ginger's response: insufficient exercise. When we got back------she got a case of 'the naughties'. Now, we compare 'the naughties' to winding up the propeller on one of those balsa wood airplanes. When the rubber band gets as twisted as it can get, you have 'the naughties', and the propeller has to spin. I think it's like that in Ginger's brain. Sometimes if I give her something to chew on, it expends the energy and all is well. Not today. She took the dental chew and started throwing it around the house. In the first picture, you can see the look in her eyes that says 'naughty'. I'm such and excellent (sarc.) photographer, that I even got a picture of the treat flying thru the air. Also, please note the droplets of rain on her back.

Pre-Lupus Ginger has returned!