We're having a bit of a weather event, here at the estate. Big, fat rain, howling wind, and a chill in the air.
In preparation for today's walkies, momma put on about 87 layers of clothes, topped with her rubber shoes, her waterproof fisherman pants, and alarmingly bright jacket.
I believe this sets a new standard for all dorky dog moms out there.
Great self portrait momma. Face forward, OK, but your eyes rolling around like a nutter are a dead giveaway that you're admiring own image on that iPad of yours.
Of course, one can rise above being seen out with a human of alarming visage when the end result is a nice two mile walkie. In fact, given that every inch of momma, save her face, was warm and dry, she was actually quite giddy and festive.
And what about yours truly? Need you ask?
I am, after all, a water dog.
I savored each and every puddle.
I apologize for the blurry picture. It was taken with momma's prehistoric flip phone.
Note that I am wearing my festive glow collar. My rule is that if the cars driving by have on their headlights, then I want to be wearing something bright. One cannot be too safe, right?