Friday, March 16, 2012

Rainageddon...

Last night on my drive home, I heard a radio announcer talking about the rain storm expected to hit us tonight as “rainageddon”.  It earned this moniker because of the amount of rain expected: up to 2 inches (5 cm).  Anyone from a place like, say, Hawai'i would be greatly amused by this.  We consider 2" of rain to be “rainageddon”, but there that would barely qualify as a morning shower...

This morning the dogs and I took our morning walk through a thick cloud.  Visibility was about 100 feet.  When we walked down to the end of our driveway, our house was gone; just a vague fuzz of light in its direction. 

As usual, Race was all about the pine cone.  I kicked; he was happy.  The three field spaniels, though, were in a frenzy of smelling, just as they always are in wet air.  The three of them would run around, seemingly at random, until one of them found something enticing.  Then upon some signal not apparent to me, all three would congregate at that spot – noses together, bodies angled precisely 120° apart, forming a perfect three-pointed star.  After sufficient sniffing of the exquisite spot, in concert they'd break off and commence the random searching, separately, again.  This pattern repeated ad nauseum for our entire walk.  The usual peeing and pooping occurred, mind you; it was just incidental to the real mission of smelling...

Just another morning in Jamul!

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