It's raining dogs.....or maybe a bear

It's been raining hard around here, but that doesn't stop Dad from taking Cosmo and Quincy out for walks because the three of them love the rain. They like to splash around in puddles, including Dad, when the thinks no one is looking! They probably sing, too.

When they come home they are soaking wet, but the best part are the towels that get laid all over the floor because we end up on them instead of the dogs.

Last night, I was hanging out with Mom in the computer room. As soon as she got up to go to bed I got up and followed her upstairs. I was the first to leap up on the bed, followed by my shadow Pebbles, and went to my spot between Mom and Dad.

A few minutes later, Quincy was downstairs and started to dream. He was so loud that it woke Dad up and sent Pebbles flying off the bed. When Mom told him it was Quincy, he said:

Gad! He sounds like a wounded bear!

Well, Dad went right back to sleep after that but it took ten seconds for Mom to think that was really funny, so she had to get up and I had to get up so we could go look at the bear! We couldn't really see where the other cats were but they were probably hiding.

Sure hope the neighbors didn't hear the bear.

Love,
Mercy