Be Careful What You Wish For -or- Uncle!
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Posted Friday, August 03, 2007 at 08:18 AM [GMT-6]

OK, it's official. We've had plenty of rain. It can stop now. Please.

Our backyard gauge has measured 5.1" inches in the last 30 hours, and it's raining as I type this. Street flooding early Thursday morning was bad enough that the water lapped within a few feet of our front door, a phenomenon we haven't seen in the 25 years we've been in this house. (Our new one will be much better situated, elevation-wise.)

Of course, Abbye is miserable. Regular readers of the Gazette already know of her loathing of rainfall, particularly that which comes in the morning hours when she expects to get her walk. We headed out this morning during an apparent break in the precip, but it began to sprinkle as we made our way to the park. By the time we got there, the sprinkles were turning into a steady drizzle. She quickly did her business and we made a u-turn to head home, cutting our normal routine short.

The drizzle escalated to rain status and I resorted to what Abbye views as the ultimate in humiliation: picking her up and carrying her under the protection of the umbrella. This isn't exactly fun for me, either. She weighs only 17 pounds, but she carries heavier than that, for some reason. And, of course, she was wearing as her fragrance the ever-popular eau du wet dog.

Anyway, as of August 3rd, our yearly rainfall measures 50% more than our normal annual average, and we could desperately use a week or so of sunshine.

God, could you please arrange that? But, of course, not too much sunshine. We've grown accustomed to the cool weather. But, please, remove the humidity while you're at it. And the mosquitoes. Yeah, that should do it.

We're not that hard to please, are we?