Have you ever heard the saying ‘raining cats and dogs’ ? Now I know where it comes from! Today the rain in Whitley Bay is like nothing I’ve ever seen before – bouncing off the ground. You don’t need to have your own bowl – it splashes straight up into your mouth!
Where I live they call it ‘stottin down’ – that’s Geordie, a whole different language which I’ve had to learn cos I started life with a Scottish accent. Hoots mon and all that. There’s been thunder as well but I’m not frightened cos it sounds just like a Metro train.
Of course us canines go out in all weathers. I particularly like the snow when my mum throws snowballs and I try to find them. That sometimes taxes my brain a bit, can’t fathom out at all where they go.
My broken claw is still sore and I give it a lot of attention. The bootcamp boss bought a chew to distract me. I like a nice tasty chew – wonder how often I have to lick my paw to ensure a constant supply?