Rainy Day

Its a rainy day here in Toronto. And one of us really doesn't like that.

Take a guess which one of it is.

As soon as it starts to rain, the chihuahua in Whiskey starts to come out.

He literally runs into random storefronts if it starts while we're out on a walk.

And if it starts before we leave the house?

Good luck getting him outside then.

You literally have to pick him up and put him outside.

And then he gives you the saddest look in the world.

If people saw him, they'd think that I abuse my dog.

But I always give into the guilt and give him a treat when we come back inside.

Did someone say "treat"?

Its a magic word around here.

Second only to the question "Are you a hungry puppy?"

That really gets him going.

Hope that you all enjoy this [rainy] day!