We have had our fair share of rain this year. There’s been widespread flooding, mudslides, swollen lakes and rivers and today, an abbreviated walk/run with the dog. I wanted to get her out for a quick walk between red blotches on the radar. And we nearly made it. But at the top of the hill, right before we reach the big church, the skies opened up. I was all for running, and had even worn my good running shoes just in case. But little lady just wanted to jump around and hide under bushes so she wouldn’t get wet. She spent the last part of our walk with the leash in her mouth, essentially walking/running me. Whatever. It was pouring rain. I was dressed for it. She wasn’t.