This past June was the rainiest month I’ve ever had in New York. I can count with one hand the number of June days without rain. So after the first half of the month, I got tired of having my shoes and socks all soaked whenever I had to walk across the backyard to scoop up dog poo, and I went online to look for a suitable pair of rubber boots. I once bought a pair from Walmart, which got destroyed in a few months because I, in my haste to get the dogs out, would start walking without fully inserting my feet and hence stepping on the ankle area of the boots, making creases which eventually got torn. So this time I was looking for very low ankle boots and hoping there were rubber shoes instead of boots.
Well, I found them. Rubber loafers. I actually really wanted this rubber garden shoes, but they didn’t have my size, so I ordered these loafers. But they contacted me right away apologizing those were out of stock, and would I mind black and white instead? Of course I didn’t mind because I plan on wearing them in my backyard exclusively in fear of fashion police coming after me…. Cough!MissAttitude!Cough!
Anyway, I got the loafers. And the next day I found out my left toes were getting wet. I had to make sure that it’s not the way I walk or anything like that, so I wore them a few more days and decided the left shoe was leaking around the big toe area. I shot an email to DLL Rainwear, and they immediately replied back telling me they were sending the replacement pair with a prepaid return label for the defective one. It was a very pleasant exchange, I must say. I’m sure I’m going to buy my next rubber shoes from there.
I received the replacement pair and there seem to be no leaks, but I’m not sure because it stopped raining. It figures. Just when I’m all ready to get out and walk on the wet grass, the grass ain’t wet any more. Not that I’m complaining.
I hate rain.
I killed a mosquito tonight, my first this year.
I hate rain.
I worked from home today.
I hate rain.
This wild rabbit was taunting my dogs the whole afternoon, sitting right outside the livingroom window.
I hate rain. It rained ALL day.
Brooklyn absolutely despises getting wet. She hates it so friggin much it’s not even funny. It’s not unusual for her to pee once a day and hold her poop for 3 or 4 days if it rains continuously for several days. And when she finally can’t hold it any more but if it’s still raining, she sprints out to the yard, makes a little poop mountain, and sprints back to the deck and waits to be let inside. Once she didn’t even pee for more than 36 hours.
Brooklyn also refuses to step on the grass on very humid summer days. If it’s pouring outside, she does not move an inch from the spot on the deck right in front of the glass door until Georgia is done peeing and pooping and making splashes in the mud puddles and finally lets back in, cause we all know, although the deck is not covered, that it’s much much better to get wet on the deck holding our pee and poop instead of stepping on the wet grass and mud to relieve ourselves.
We had snow last night, which turned into rain overnight, which made slush mud puddles all over the backyard. So when I got up this morning, Brooklyn was all happy and excited as usual that she got to go outside after a long 8 hours of outdoors deprivation. But once she got outside and took in the situation standing on the edge of the deck refusing to step down to the ground, she gave me the look that said “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”, turned around, walked back to the glass door, and stood there for 30 minutes, until Georgia’s done, never sitting down of course because that might be misconstrued as she’s comfortable. Then we got back inside.
Serious Stuff. Seriously
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