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Lying in bed, hoping to wait out the rain before taking Bo outside, a little luxuriously. It isn't a storm, but it also isn't a quick shower. It's a determined, steady rain. And the rain is starting to bother me again. Even as I marvel over this springy May. I cannot recall ever enjoying such a May. I'm sure we haven't had something like this in the last ten years, when just not being in a bad drought was special enough; escaping the schorching heat didn't seem like an option. Well, it's getting late, and Bo and Monk are just going to have to brave the weather, again.
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Lying in bed, hoping to wait out the rain before taking Bo outside, a little luxuriously. It isn't a storm, but it also isn't a quick shower. It's a determined, steady rain. And the rain is starting to bother me again. Even as I marvel over this springy May. I cannot recall ever enjoying such a May. I'm sure we haven't had something like this in the last ten years, when just not being in a bad drought was special enough; escaping the schorching heat didn't seem like an option. Well, it's getting late, and Bo and Monk are just going to have to brave the weather, again.
