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Rain and umbrellas

When I walked Mr. T, I had a free hand to hold an umbrella in the rain. Now I walk two dogs and have no free hand for an umbrella. I get very wet. So do they.  But they seem to enjoy it anyway. Maybe I need to rediscover that part of the joy of my childhood….running through the rain and laughing.  Or maybe not.  Maybe I’ll just be content with bitching and moaning about how wet and cold and miserable I am when I get back from these walks and how happy the dogs should be that I love them so much.