Yard work beckoned and tore me away from my Four-legged-Favourite. He waited faithfully for me to finish and enjoyed rolling in the freshly cut grass - all those little blade-pieces seemingly buried into each felted-lock!! How can one deny him such a great "time-being-a-dog"?!?!
He must have heard me muttering under-my-breath as it only took a few head-to-toe shakes for most grass-in-cords to return to their place of compost on the lawn.
The rain held-off until 17h30; at least, 15 minutes before we were to finish our return to NEWSPAPER DELIVERY - harness, wagon et all! We managed to pick ourselves up & out of the wind before the raindrops became too big to see thru!
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