We had got the garden soil loosened last evening and so I was happy about the rain. I left the door leading to the garden open, and enjoyed the refreshing cool breeze, in my drawing room,while speaking to my daughter on the phone. This was bliss.
That was when a grey cat walked past my verandah. It was the trigger to transform Lostris (my doberman) into Daenerys's dragon. Lossie charged like a thunderbolt outside. The startled cat quickly regained it's composure and hurried away, knowing that Lossie would not be able to get past the gate.
But Losssie wasn't satisfied. She charged around the house, hoping the cat would come back. In the absence of the cat, she decided she would scare a few squirrels or at least some birds. Her bark is a deep menacing bark that can send a chill down anyone's spine and she used it to the fullest extent. She didn't care that the mud she was steamrolling in was squelchy. Who cares about a little mud when you are a dragon?
Madam Lossie will never listen to anyone when she is in a mood like this. I had no option but to let her run around. Midway through, she decided that she had to guard me too, and so she dashed in and out, several times,on high alert, her ears cocked, listening for any catty or non-catty intruders. I was too engrossed in the conversation with my daughter, to realise the squelchy mud would make beautiful deep brown chocolatey muddy doggie paw prints all around the drawing room.
When my phone-call was done, I was left with a drawing room floor that resembled Jackson Pollock's masterpieces minus the vibrant colours.
And that was how I spent my post-rain afternoon--cleaning out my drawing room with a rubber wiper. I think I have earned a PhD in cleaning floors of muddy paw prints today. I had to wash her paw too.
That was the highlight of my day.
And oh--the other highlight being Amazon publishing a piece I wrote. :)
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