The she-wolf is not normally a dog who bothers about weather. Walks are sacrosanct, and if the human attached to the end of the lead gets cold and wet, well thats just too bad. Consequently, I was quite surprised at her attitude one recent and extremely rainy day. Okay, it was pouring, and there was as much puddle as grass along our route, but I was dry in gumboots and a swanndri, and shed never been bothered about getting wet before. Wed only been out about ten minutes when the ears started drooping, and the tail took on a dejected tone. Every hair on her body was radiating under-breath mutterings about bloody silly humans getting all excited and demanding to be taken for walks every day, even in the cold and the rain, when a dog could be cosily curled up in front of the fire.
A quick wanna go home, girl, confirmed what her body language was telling me. If Id had water-skis she could have towed me home in half the time it too to trudge through all the puddles, such was her eagerness to get in out of the rain.
 


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