Guess what I like to do when it's wet out. Pretty much as little as possible. These are some fun places to do nothing.
I usually sleep here right by the front door making sure no one can out without my approval, ie. dominance.
Again, by the door. This time using the strong hind legs to block the door. Recognize the sheer force.
"Don't even try to make me come out. You know the rules."
Oh, and here's a fascinating video of Zowie trying to learn how to swim. This is a little old, She's bigger than that now.
I also wanted to come clean on a few things. I led you fuzzez on regarding my pawesome ability to open doors the other day. Well....phbbt! to John. I can't. He opened the door the other day and I wanted to look all smart-like. As we all know, we don't have thumbs and these thumbless paws don't open doors. Sad :(
Also, if John wasn't made of sugar, we could go out there to take a picture of the gap between the my perch and the fence. This is rather large and I wanted efurryone to know I have zero intention of trying to make the leap to freedom. I will post a pic once it is dry again so John wont melt.
Hoping your day is dryer that ours,