White Dog stared out of the window in disbelief as the rain continued into its second day. "This is unheard of!" she groused. "It's the Curse of the State Fair!" It is a commonly held belief that during the duration of State Fair a disturbance in the fabric of time and space causes the weather to become chaotic. The weatherman on the six o'clock news echoed White Dog's exact thoughts as he, too, blamed the rain on the Fair. I knew by her joyous "YIP!" at bedtime that the rain had finally stopped and the nightly walk was a "GO!"