One Silly Raindrop

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I told the dog that I was going for a walk, and I would be back. When she hears “be back”, she knows I will disappear for a while. She has programmed herself to jump around and act goofy when I return. There had been no rain showing on the radar, so I proceeded confidently. As I stepped out of the garage door, one big drop hit me. My eyes were looking at the windshield of the car, full of big drops, sitting there taunting me. Ugh! I was not going to give up walking just for one falling drop, but I had to consider the hearing aids. Being doused with water could kill them. Turning at the walkway, I went in the front door to pick up a rain jacket with a hood. Kacey was there on duty, throwing herself in the air and having the zoomies. You’d think I’d been gone a week! She sobered up quickly when I went out again. I wore the jacket to the top of the street, then I had to carry it the rest of the way. For the record, not another drop fell on me while walking.

Fog and mist were hanging around, but I wanted to plant a “rocket” Lise had bought at Dollar General. She saw it in the seasonal section, but I read the instructions and waited until the ground was warm enough. Would you assume, as I did, that the item would be rocket shaped? It was a soft, flat mesh full of wild flower seeds. Although the box showed a flower pot for planting, it was too big for that. I cut it in three pieces and put them in the oval bed where Lise had planted tulip bulbs last fall. The tulips had bloomed and disappeared. In the distance I heard thunder. The closer it sounded, the faster I went. I picked up tools and the rocket box, freed Kacey’s tether hooked on a rock, and went inside before we’d been hit by more than 20 drops. We did get a nice spring shower, followed by sunshine a few hours later. I suppose that first silly raindrop knew what was coming.

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Published by Anne Mehrling

I'm a retiree who loves to write about life in the mountains of North Carolina.

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35 thoughts on “One Silly Raindrop”

  7. You are so lucky one big drop hit you.

    Dogs are so funny. Glad you didn’t get soaked. Here’s Strom but none of yet .

    Tack Care My friend Anne.

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      1. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams. Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.

        It was supposed to rain today.

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  8. After many years of waiting at bus stops for my commute to/from work in Downtown Detroit, I find it difficult to program myself for walking in the rain. It is one of my goals this year to change my ways

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      1. I agree. When I took the bus I always had a golf umbrella with me and even then, a few times the wind was so strong it turned it inside out. I had a lightweight coat that I carried in my tote bag as well and had a complete set of clothes at the office just for those drenching mornings. I was going to make an effort to walk in the Summer if it was just light or misty … I’d entertain that idea, but not much more. 🙂 A few years ago I bought a pair of waterproof walking shoes – still in the box.

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  12. Anne, one could see it as the rain coming at just the right time to water you new seeds! Poor Kacey, all excited when you returned … for your coat! Good luck with the flowers and hope they appear soon! Annika

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  13. We always tell our dogs we are “going to run an errand.” They retreat to their sulking places and don’t eat or drink to we get back.

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  14. So I am not the only one always informing the doggie when I go out, my husband finds it silly but they know!!!! Unlikely you instead I get soaked quite often here, especially walking the doggies 🤷🏻‍♀️

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