It rained so hard this afternoon Mum thought that she would soon see boats floating past her window at work. I am keeping dry resting here by the fire with Ozzy's squeaky Cat, Mum let me have it since there are no bits of leg, ear or tail left for me to eat. Mum found a wonderful quote below that sums up our thinking exactly.
" The best kind of rain, of course, is a cozy rain. This is the kind the anonymous medieval poet makes me remember, the rain that falls on a day when you'd just as soon stay in bed a little longer, write letters or read a good book by the fire, take early tea with hot scones and jam and look out the streaked window with complacency." ~Susan Allen Toth, England For All Seasons
Ozzy napping by the fire; Mum thinks he looks angelic. - Whatever.
