I am not a curmudgeon. I am just trying to understand why two leggeds like spring. I sat on the deck sniffing the air this morning. The rain is coming. The air is thick and heavy with moisture. It was not even eight am and it was muggy already! The loud mouth birds are in a tizzy of activities. You can hardly hear yourself think out there. And every tree is in bloom so every breeze showers petals and pollen. You know, my nostrils were yellow! I suppose if allergies did not exist, the whole thing would be pretty. But... allergies are part of our lives. So momma is dusting off our allergy play book. And along with that, she is going to be revisiting the hazard pages for fertilizers, weed killers and such. Basically we are off of grass, unless it is our own. Too many weird products out there, from chocolate mulch which is deadly, to long acting weed killers. It's a bad chemical soup!.
I did have a solution, but momma turned her nose at it. I would not mind being carried on our walks. I like being carried. It would keep me clean and happy and I could still sniff and enjoy the outdoors. I loved my baby carrier, but the momma whines that I am too big for it. I am not! I am perfect.
Do you have allergies? How do you cope? I am curious.
For now I am content to be indoors watching the rain start to come down.