It is still raining, and the only space not occupied by some scruffy canine seems to be, luckily, my chair in front of the computer desk and for good reason. It is not very comfortable.
Otherwise my house is full of dogs, lolling on my bed, on Chuck's bed, on the couch and on the sillon in the TV room/library.
Any place but my chair at the computer.
And the smell. There is nothing quite like the smell of wet dog, and add to that the residues of a mosquito fighting slow burning incense spiral thingie that I have to use to be able to watch the telly at night without going mad fighting off the pesky little blood suckers. That one.
Since I stopped smoking ( seven years ago) I have discovered scents and smells that I was blissfully unaware of for so many years. This might be the only reason to take up smoking again, that and quelling of the craving for munchies. But I digress.
The Worthless Ones are being even more worthless in this rainy season refusing to do their "Business " outside when wet.
Really!
Whoever heard of mutts with sensibilities like these ? Really.
I, and I am human, can and will go outside to pee. So why can't they ? Rain or no rain.
Sensibilities indeed.
Mutts.