Recreation of actual event.

Sparky is a courteous dog.  He can wander anywhere he wants, but he acts as if the bathroom doesn’t exist.  Even if he’s dying to tell me something, if I’m in the bathroom, he goes somewhere else and tries to look busy.

Storms make Sparky active and agitated, but he says he’s not afraid.  He just wants to be near me in case I need his help.  It started to rain, so I was done moving firewood into the wood shed.   When I came in, I took a shower.

Sparky came by to hang out.  He tried to be casual about it.  “So, you think I can drive the quad tomorrow?  Were there any mice in the wood pile?  Why are you standing in house rain when there is outside rain?  Are you sure this is safe?  I’ll just wait here.”