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.