Wrigley is a dog who loves water. I mean, LOVES WATER. If the hose is out, he's there. When you're filling up the water bowls, he's there. If you walk into the bathroom... well, he's already there standing in the tub waiting to see if you just happen to be turning on the faucet please?!
So, it is funny to know that he hates the rain! Yesterday when Brown Dog Dad got home, he went to let the pups out. Maizy and Probert went outside, but Wrigley stuck his head out, saw that it was raining, and ran back inside! BDD went after him and found Wrigley standing at the top of the stairs, refusing to come down. When BDD tried to coax him, Wrigley had a response. He slowly lifted up one of his front paws, holding it like he was injured, and made a sad face. Nice try, buddy. BDD went and got him and brought him outside to potty.
So, Wrigley would like to ask the rain rain to please go away!
5 comments:
Dannan here. I hope the rain goes away, Brown Dogs! I know Wrigley is right, too: If even one raindrop falls on me, I WILL MELT!
(Of course, I know that rain is just water, and therefore avoid water in all of it's forms.... except to drink, of course!)
Brown dog kisses,
Dannan and The Girl
We read about you guys over at Bruin's blog! Nice to meet you!
Neither one of us are big water fans, except to drink, of course!
Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch
Wrigsbean!
Scardy Cat (sp?)
rain is evil. the end.
Hey Brown Dogs!
I hate the rain too. Yesterday we had Hanna Storms and Mama had to drag me outside and wouldn't let me back in until I pooped. I think that's really mean.
C-ya,
Murphy Dogg
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