Rainy days are pretty much Rebel's hateful days...it means no walk for him.
As much as I would love to take him outside so he could do his doggy deed, we can't.
The last time he was out and the weather was wet...well it was a freaky storm; he kept playing with the running water on the street. My father had a hard time staying under a shed since Rebel had plans to walk despite the down pour. To add insult to injury, he was "talking" back since we were in a stand still and he was supposed to be on a walk.
So right now, we're both stuck waiting out on the rain so we could both go outside. And well, it's the only way I could get any sleep since he has a tendency to make us suffer along with him.
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