My housemates

It's raining again.  I had not realized it has started to rain.  Duncan was going nuts trying to climb in my lap.  I thought he wanted to go outside.  He did, but when he discovered it was raining, he tucked tail and ran back into the house.  Guess I will be mopping up this afternoon.  He has come so far since he came to live with me.  He is no longer afraid of my son.  He loves my grandson and sleeps with him whenever he is over.  He demands to be fed.  He demands to be put on the couch when I am sitting on the couch.  If he gets off the bed at night, he stands by the bed and barks to be put back on the bed.  I cannot even imagine what this little guy must have endured most of his life.  As the saying goes, the more I see of people, the more I like my dogs.