I was so excited for another exciting Saturday discovering new and exotic locals with big pack man Jerry. Even though it was too wet to take a trail or wooded adventure, he still took me for a walk in the light rain. At first I refused to move my feet on the wet sidewalk, but then I figured, What the heck? and just took off running. I ran and ran so hard that when we got back, I crashed on his lap for over an hour. I even slept through ringing phones, loud TV commercials and the cat mewing for food. When Linda got home she could tell I had been out in the rain because I was definitely having an awful, awful hair day. Hey, it's not my fault that I'm a cross between a long-haired Chihuahua and a long-haired Silky Yorkshire Terrier.