Not Happy At All

The long period of dry, warm and sunny weather has now ended, and it has started to rain. And rain. Today it was an intense, super drizzly kind of rain and mum decided that my normal, perfectly tolerable raincoat was to be replaced by THIS for my eleven o'clock walkie. Overalls. With legs.

Saying I detest them is a huge understatement. Mum has to struggle big time to get me into them, and then I walk like a stick man, trying to make us go home as soon as possible. Today, I refused to do any kind of business, and mum had to take them off right after this picture was taken.

She keeps reminding me that I used to be ok with them last winter. Ha! That was then! New sheriff!