Posted by on Aug 20, 2014 | 3 comments

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Hey, what’s he so happy about?

Hey, out there, have you been talking about nothing besides the weather situation on our illustrious planet?

These grandkids are here for 3 weeks and about two and a half of them have been rainy, stormy, grey, cold, windy and all those things one does NOT want in a summer vacation.

I’m gazing out the window now and it’s GREY.

So today, I’m just too depressed to write.  Sorry.  If I were an anthro, I’d curl up on a nice couch somewhere with a good book and a STRONG electric light (since SAD seems to be permeating the summer, too, not just the autumn) and maybe a nice glass of something–in my case, catnip tea, but Scotch is okay–and just tough it out.

Mini-golf courses are WET.

Beaches are WET.

Terraces are WET.

Clothes on the line are WET.

The grandkids are WET.

Their parents are WET.

Bread in the bread basket is WET.

Espadrilles are WET.

MY FUR IS SOAKED (that’s worse than wet).

Well, I had to go out, I was too curious about being outside the way I always am in the morning, but I didn’t know that it RAINED so fast!

Mama dried me off, I’m still damp…

That place on the couch look pretty good right now so “a bientot”, which means ‘see you soon’…

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I hope I don’t drip on the cushions…