Put Down the Thesaurus and Back Away Slowly.

Wherein Our Heroine Had to Share the Cute.

We had a major downpour yesterday. I'm telling you, the stream behind our house was a raging torrent. The deluge was enough to make me want to stay in for the majority of the day, aside from going out to teach a friend's Yoga class first thing in the morning. The rest of the day was taken up in being generally useful to clients and trying not to fall asleep where I sat because the rain was so soporific.

It eased off in the early afternoon, but by about three the thunderstorms started. And when it got loud outside, it got cute inside. Dash has decided he is afraid of thunder. So after trying to climb into the bottom shelf of my office bookcase and realizing he does not fit (I have rearranged things somewhat), he crouched miserably in the smallest space he could find and clearly said with his big, round eyes, "Make it stop."

Well, no - you can't see his imploring, big, round eyes in this photo. But trust me, they were there and they were cute.

In this photo, he appears to be saying, "Bugger off. I'm frightened. Must you mock?"

John tells me I cannot hang the pictures in my office until this evening, so no photos yet of its transcendent greenness.

Posted: Tuesday - March 29, 2005 at 06:24 AM | |