Sunday, June 12, 2011

Good Day turned Bad

 Today we decided to take Gracie with us to Heritage Days in downtown Cumberland.  She was excited to be around different smells.

I filled her new doggie canteen with plenty of cold water and we stopped and sat on the downtown mall a few minutes while she drank...  then we were on our way up the big hill to visit the different booths.

But our good day turned bad quickly...

 A thunderstorm sent a torrential downpour soaking us within seconds and causing us to run for cover under the nearest tent, while the winds threatented to take the very tents we were standing under.  Gracie was forced to share an 8 X 10 space with two other big dogs and one was black.  YIKES!  Their noses touched.  The winds whooshed.  The rains pounded.  "Get in here!" Gary yelled.  I was halfheartedly standing underneath the tents edge, trying to keep Gracie away from the other canines that I was pretty sure she'd pick a fight with if she were forced to be close.  "Wait!" I said.  "I'm going over there!" And at that I ran through the downpour, as my scared wet dog ran with me, to a doorway where a gentleman was standing and he was kind enough to share his space.  Gary was not far behind...  

The days festivities were  cut short.  

And Gracie was left wondering ...  what was that all about?

And how was your Sunday?