My name is Penny.
It was raining yesterday morning when the old boring guy took us for a walk. I mean, really raining. The kind of rain that soaks through your fur and bounces off the ground, too. Kasey and I looked outside and didn’t want to go. But the old boring guy tugged and tugged, and off we went.
Why would anyone want to walk in rain? Why would anyone want to get all wet, and muddy, and cold?
I thought maybe the old boring guy didn’t notice it was raining, so I stopped cold. That made the old boring guy notice, because he almost fell down. He got mad and pulled me forward. I walked a ways, then stopped again. Ha, ha! He can make me walk in rain, but I don’t have to like it.
Then Kasey got into the act. While the old boring guy was bending over to pick up poop — why does he do that, anyway? — she ran behind him and tied him up. He had to drop this thing he was carrying to keep the rain off. He got all wet, and that made him even madder. At least he knew it was raining.
But even though the old boring guy knew it was raining, he made us keep walking. When I finally got home, I was covered in water and mud. It was no fun, and then the old boring guy had to clean me off — which also made him mad.
Hey, old boring guy! Kasey and I think if you don’t want to get mad, you shouldn’t walk us in the rain!