Relentless and wild, the rain continues to douse Los Angeles;
Our streets look like the canals of Venice.
Cozy inside, I gaze at the fireplace;
Lily, our Shih Tzu is curled up on the couch, pouting.
“Lily, we’re not walking in the storm.” I try to reason with her…
Nobody wants soggy shoes or soaked paws.
The patter on our roof is restful;
We doze off.
Lazy Sunday.
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