On weather.com there is a 100% chance of rain at 2:00 today. (I love that it is 100%.) That is when we were going to meet up with some mommy and baby buddies at the park.
I’d invite them over, but the dog has a cone on his head. He has a scratch that got infected, or something, so he has to ware a cone for a week. He keeps running into stuff with it, and it has made him a bit depressed, understandably. Harper is finally over her fear of the cone. She was terrified of it last night. I mean jumping out of her skin, the poor thing. Our house hold was pretty nuts-o these last 24 hours, but it has been funny. At least, I think it is funny. The dog is not so amused.