Til noon- whatever that means.
I was so irritated at the noise of rain, I snarled at Dad when he tried to get me to leave the comfy cloud. So he left me alone.
Blissful- til I really had to go do my business.
But then Mom came and took me to my jail in the silver beast and I was happy and warm for another lovely stretch of time.

I think they had lunch out or something. I know Mom was snarly too.
More little walks after we got back, but really, I’m just tired of this rain.