August 1, 2020

White Dog came in first. "Get towels ready," she said. Bella followed in moments later. I snatched her up it the towel Steve had tossed to me.

"Guess what momma," my Tiny Dancer beamed at me as I dried off the monsoon wetness. "I was dancing in the rain!" I kissed her head. "That sounds like much fun Little One, let me dry you off before you shake that rain all over the living room."