Bad Timing

It was walking today and 30 minutes before start it was pouring.
The Boss elected to stay home. I was denied my dogagratic rights and stayed home too. Humph!
The day cleared almost immediately after that (asitdoes) so by the mid afternoon The Boss got his camera and Dog and declared to The Bossess that we were off on a ramble along the lakefront.
On the way through the park this image happened. After walking half way into town he thought the wind was especially cool on his neck so turned around to discover that Mt Roy had disappeared in cloud and the heavens were about to wreak vengeance for not taking me walking in the morning.
We reversed, engaged overdrive, cancelled all marking exercises (ME) and started bark as fast as our 6 legs could manage. We were just crossing a vacant lot as a shortcut when the fruitphone made fruity sounds. It was The Bossess, concerned for my curls and asking if we would like a pick up…Dream on…
BY now it was raining but the front door was only 20 paws away and we made it almost completely dry.
So I settled down in my bed. The Boss settled down with his new Jack Reacher story and the sun came out. (asitdoes)