Mom brushed me. Then she brushed Sailor.
Then she brushed Zoe. That took a long, long time.
She threw away lots of dog hair. Then she put poop bags in her pocket. She grabbed some cookies and headed to the front door.
We followed her.
Mom tripped. Over Zoe.
Just as she reached for my leash, it rained.
The rain went sideways.
Mom said No Walk Right Now.
Not fair!!!! I track in the rain. Can't I WALK in the rain?
Mom said my face would get wet.
I am waiting for the rain to stop.