When I was little my dad would always say, “Rain, rain, go away, come again another day, little Joey wants to play”. (Yep, he called me Joey!)
Here’s Ruby sitting on the steps under the over hang looking out onto our rainy day.
I couldn’t help but say, “Rain, rain, go away. Come again another day. Little Ruby wants to play”.
It makes me so hesitant to say anything about the rain. After last summer and getting no rain, this is a real blessing. I think I could however say, “Snow, snow, go away. Come again another day. Hubby needs to plant crops today.”
Yes, we have a chance for tomorrow. UGH!
But on the bright side of all of this….Ruby, our beagle is happy and again healthy. After all our troubles and surgery last week, that is something to celebrate.
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