I judge people based on how they feel about rain. Everyone likes sunshine and tan-lines. *hard eye-roll* Let’s hear it for raindrops and muddy feet !
JK I don’t judge anyone (or I try not to #2016Resolution)
This past Labor Day weekend was a rainy one. These are some of my normal rainy day activities:
- I walk my dogs.
Indiana Jones (Indie) on the port, Bongo on the star.
Yeah… I don’t know my rights and lefts. So my blog, my rules we use port & starboard here.
Collectively, I call them the Titi’s. (tea-teas) Or The Tiis (teas).
A single Indie is ‘The Ti’ or the ‘El Titi’; while a single Bongo is ‘A Ti.’
One day I’ll give you the etymology of the Titi’s but this is a short post and it’s a long story. I make up words. You like it.
Unleashed once the kayakers passed… ^
The Ti ^
A Ti ^
If you ever catch me walking the Tiis… DO NOT APPROACH. Indie will have none of another human coming near me when we are walking alone and Bongo only looks derpy. If I am in a large group… you’re straight.
2. I act like I’m 12 with my brothers.
& usually regret it ^ (he wouldn’t let me out… and kept crashing me into things. Note the seriousness in my face)
But I don’t really regret anything ❤
He wears it every day to school now.
3. I explore the shore.
Tide pools = ❤
I love seeing tiny fish dart away and streams of water rushing to and fro.
Idk why I bring my shoes mostly anywhere. #PiedritaFeet (‘little rock’ feet)
Not a lot of wildlife since the wind, current, and rain was ripping but this guy was looking for a fight. CRABS amirite? Why don’t lobster stand their ground like this?
He kinda calmed down and started blow bubbles. He cute…
I love him.
^^^ See ladies? Angles are everything. Found the exact perfect shot to make it look like it was a beautiful day.
Beyond the scope of my lens: darkness and rainfall.
The hut I will *happily* live in if this blog doesn’t work out and all goes to shit.
So I basically walk around the shore for as long as I can keep myself out of the water… then just find a good tide pool and submit to my urges. #cantkeepmeoutofthewater
Don’t tell my abuela I was sitting in the water… in the rain. It’s a sin.
4. I go in the pool.
… & drink…
don’t tell my abuela
Quick with that trigger finger getting those rain drops.
Which one do I look scarier? That one ^
or this one ^ ?
Honestly I just go down and snap a million times and look at footage later. I live my life and just kinda hope the camera catches some of it…
LMK if there is a better way to live.
But don’t because there’s not ❤
Indie loves the rain too… Bongo, however, remains outside out of obligation. He stays under cover and squishes himself as much as he can to the door. It’s adorable.
Moral of the story: enjoy the rain guys.