Back in muck
|Gloriously sunny London weather|
Bryan's parents and their dog drove in to town from Michigan right when I was calling a car for the airport to head out of town. Within two seconds of seeing each other again, the two dogs had roughhoused in the rain and covered each other with mud and wet paw prints and dog hair coated the floors. The dogs would continue to wrestle with each other for the next three days. On that furry note, I left the country for a week.
|Thing 1 and Thing 2|
Meanwhile we're in the 30s in Dallas, with rain and more rain in the horizon. Mae - who loves rolling in the mud - caught her leg on something rolling and scratched it up. It was puffy the first day but swelling went down the more she walked around on it.
I feel like a broken record talking incessantly about the weather but this is ludicrous for the first of March. Don't we live in the South and isn't it spring time yet?