Posted by on Aug 13, 2014 | 2 comments

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Oh, boy, papa made me laugh today when he told me that the restaurant owners and other concession owners in Rome are bringing a lawsuit against the weather forecasters because every day you read in the papers that it will be horrible weather and then the weather is beautiful and all the tourists stay away in droves.

Well, here, on the other hand, the paper has said Full Sun—little images of a bright yellow sun—every day this week, starting today, and what do I find when I stretch and yawn on top of mama’s knees and gaze out the window? FULL RAIN. The roof is wet (that tells me something, duh…) and the picnic table is full of puddles and it’s colder than a Jack Russell’s nose and I’m headed back under the covers to snooze until these guys get their info straight!

My little leaf bed in the garden is soggy and awful! Even my kibble is sort of mushy and wet, just from the humidity.

Ah, I see that mama is putting on her Wellingtons and grabbing an umbrella to go to the OPEN market today. Lotsa luck, mama. I’m off to dreamland…

After I call my lawyer.

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Under the bed…now that’s a snooze place where the wind doesn’t blow…