It’s raining here again!  Lots of rain.  Too much rain.

There has been spots of sunshine mostly dribs and drabs of SUNSHINE!

We love the sunshine, Mom and I.  Well, I think everyone does.  Every time it shines we all go outside and do happy dances.  Mom says there are people in California and other places who would trade places with us anytime.

HUH?!

“Yes,” she said, “They would go outside and do happy dances in the rain. “They are missing the rain and we are missing the sunshine.”

Anyway, Shiloh and Etta came up and played for a spell.

They pretty much chased Sam up a tree and kept him there.  I didn’t care to play that game.  Sam and I are friends.

In a spot of sunshine I got to go for a ride.  Dad was checking on how the other farmer’s corn was doing.

Mom, Dad and I all went for a walk, well we pretty much do that lots of times throughout the day, but this time we walked up and checked on one of the transmission pipes.

Of course it rained some more.

Mom went to town and I waited for her until she returned

YAY!  Mom came back.  She had groceries and a BIG juicy bone just for me!

I always go out and check who has been walking on the farm.   Mostly I have been spending my time in the house sleeping by the woodstove, toasting one side then the other.  Mom says it’s strange to be burning the woodstove this time of year—as for me.

I think it’s nice.

Outside is—well, Miserable.

Boomer