Racing in the Rain. By Porter.

Oh boy you guys (yep, I'm skipping riiiight over my absence), what a night tonight!  It's really rainy tonight!  I don't mind the rain, but certain other members of our household (HeLa) aren't fans.  Neither is my sister Eva.  Eva is here!  She was just here at Christmas and now she's here again!  I like her, but she isn't used to having so many of us dogs around so tries to avoid us all.  And the rain.

This is me and Eva on our 8th birthday when she was here in December

Tonight we all got put outside for our bedtime pee.  I busied myself with trying to figure out how to get in the chicken pen again (bugger, it was locked, something about chickens getting out and Pounce pouncing and Butch being humiliated, but that's a story from yesterday).  The girls all went pee, even HeLa.  Turner toodled off behind the house to do his Turner stuff.

Turner back in February

Then we all came in, got the house all wet like we like to do.  Except Turner.  Momma called him and called him, no Turner.  This is not like Turner at all!  He always listens, he's actually a bit of a brown noser.  With a brown nose incidentally.  I like to keep momma on her toes, that's WAY more fun!  Anyways, she asked us if we'd seen him, we hadn't, she called and called...nothing.  She was getting pretty worried, I could tell.  She said something about maybe he hurt himself or got stuck somewhere, or something about falling down and it being really bad.  (she tends to go to the worst case scenario kinda easily).

So, Pounce and HeLa got outfitted in their light up collars - they had to go because they get into stuff, shocker, *I* was left loose.  Fairly surprising as I'm the one who likes to to explore a bit.  They all went out in the pouring rain, momma in her jammies.  Searched allll over for Turner, and guess what?  He got himself locked in the garden!  That is something I would do!  That is something I have done...a lot.  But it's been either the goat pen or the chicken pen cause there's yummy snacks in those pens.

all of us in our light up collars!

That was our excitement for the night.  Momma said that she was giving me the job of reporting on the farm goings on because everyone liked my writing.  She said something about eggs and hatching that I'll get to write about soon.  I'm not sure what that means, but there's a big box on the table making fan noises and little ball things in there.  A LOT of little ball things.  Dunno what's gonna come out of them, maybe dinosaurs! 

That's all for today!  See you next time we have and adventure!

Just a little Porter for your enjoyment.