I had a couple of Persians (Chico & Vuedue) who would sit in the light summer rain we’d get sometimes. I think mainly because I would dry them off with a towel when they came in, and they liked that. Chico had the habit of then going back outside to get wet again to continue the cycle.
I remember once that Vuedue (Pronounced Voodoo) once sat in the rain until she was absolutely drenched. I kept calling for her to come in (she was sitting by the shed near the house) but it was quite warm and she must have been enjoying it. In the end after about half an hour I went and picked her up and brought her inside where I dried her off. The top layer of her fur was absolutely running in water, she was dripping, but because of the thick Persian coat, the under fur next to her skin was as dry as anything.
I also remember once that Robson (The Alpha, and my Avatar), got caught in a sudden downpour when he was out patrolling (He wasn’t in the garden), he came barrelling in through the catflap at a dead run. He was soaked, and not very impressed, even after I’d dried him off.
Apparently this is a viable way to call 911 in a DA scenario, the dispatcher can ask questions and get the address without the perpetrator catching on to the fact that 911 has been called.
‘Born October 24, 1788 Sarah Josepha Hale wrote the nursery rhyme “Mary Had a Little Lamb.”’
“Mary had a little lamb,”
“She tied it to a pylon,”
“Ten thousand volts shot up its bum,”
“And turned its wool to nylon!”
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Was that the one?