Do NOT touch the Orange Ball. This is how I look after my noon ball game each day. The Nooner is my 3rd game of the day, starting with the 1st one at 7 am. I come in, put mud on the floor, eat the ice Mama hand feeds me, and then I fall over for a while.
All 4 balls must be in my sight line but were out of the camera sight line.
Another storm at midnight Wed night and the 2nd was at 3:30 am Thursday. It lasted until 7:30 am. My walk time is 6:40 am.
Mama stood in the rain with sky blinking like crazy, standing on the rubber mat, hoping it would protect her, saying things like HURRY UP Beau, I don't want to die while you are doing your bidness.
If you are about to ask why she did no let me go by myself, it is because I WILL NOT go in the back yard alone. sometimes she mutters, JUST PICK A SPOT, they are all the same
I never do my bidness while walking. only in our yard.
I got it done, we did not get struck but then no matter how much I woo wooed and begged she would not go walking.
Guess what she did to shut me up.
She and daddy put me in the car at 7, and I got to ride in the rain, and get my head wet out the window.
We went to a big store, and Daddy stayed in the car with me, while Mama ran through the rain to return the rotten grapes that she bought.
A ride is great but I still want my walk.
the rain had stopped and Mama got out of the car in the driveway and told daddy to drive it in the garage and she would take me for a half walk. She was in a hurry because more rain was on the way.
She did not realize she had on her croc sandals until she got her feet muddy and wet in the grass and we had to come back and go in the house while she changed to walking shoes. Then she had to do her pee time and in Meantime the drizzle rain had started, we got wet, but did not die by lightning strike and mama says She wants Daddy to get TWO new knees because walking me in the storms is HIS job not hers.