Wet and miserable but still ready for a game.

To think it was only a few days ago I was complaining about the heat. Yesterday. we had got ourselves ready to go out to Orvieto when it started to rain and boy do I mean rain. It is as if a personal isobar is connecting us to Scotland and bringing with it heavy, unrelenting, power shower type rain. The donwpours started before lunch and have continued without a break since. This is not typical summer weather in Italy but it does have the upside that I don't have to be out watering in the new olive trees..

The two boyz spent much of yesterday contentedly sploshing around in puddles and digging in the mud. Their pre and post dinner walks were conducted with me dressed in layers of rain gear ,like a sailor on an Alaskan fishing boat ,while they gamboled along beside me oblivious to the wet,soaked to the skin and raring to go. By contrast, this morning when I opened the front door for them to go out they just looked at me as if to say 'are you mad?'. They eventually deigned to join me for a morning walk as far as the nearest field boundary but quickly decided that it was too cold and wet for them to be out and quickly retreated to the house. They are now in their respective spots in the kitchen sound asleep. These two dogs have got life well organised. When it's sunny and bright they are both full of boundless energy . When its dark and overcast they sleep.