In A Compromised Position…??!!

The other day we were out shopping with Mummy. The weather was nice, no rains now for quite sometime.
We had had a good walk in a nearby field, chased a few lizards and squirrels and even a stray rabbit. We went over to say hello to a few buffaloes that were grazing around, obviously happy with the abundance of grass the heavy monsoon rains of the last 3 months had helped grow. They, however, were totally un-perturbed by our hearty greeting and continued ruminating after a cursory glance at us.
We were too happy and busy to be offended, though.
 
Finally, it was time to go home. The sun was on its way to the western horizon, casting a beautiful orange glow all around us. It was a perfect evening.
 
And then, suddenly, it happened!
 
The sky was overcast with menacing, dark clouds reminding us of the dementors from Harry Potter’s world. (But it was still hot and humid, and our souls weren’t being sucked out of our bodies, so it definitely couldn’t have been them!)
The clouds rumbled threateningly at a distance and it was only a matter of minutes before heavy rains reached us.
We rushed into the car and Mummy speeded home. It was fun…we raced against the rain which was following us just at a few metres distance.
 
Now, being water-loving Labradogs, we aren’t usually ruffled by rains.
But then, we had been out enjoying a beautiful weather and we weren’t in the mood to get wet now.
You see, the walk from our car-park to our front door, though not too long, was long enough to get us drenched to the bones if rains as heavy as that which was following us now, caught up!
Mummy floored the pedal, but unfortunately, nature won.
 

 
 

  

 

It was the heaviest rain of the season, the news told us the next day. A small rivulet that ran through the city, dry and dormant for years, had flooded the banks that evening.
 
We watched the rain for some time, sipping hot tea (read that-watching Mummy sipping hot tea!) with wheat biscuits.
 

 
But soon, the terrifying roar of the thunder got to us. That day we could fully appreciate how even the bravest of the brave could be ruffled by nature’s fury.

 
Daddy’s chair provided some comfort and under it, reassured by the soothing music Mummy’s stereo played , we soon fell asleep no longer afraid that the sky might fall on our heads.
 

When we woke up, the night sky was silent. And the stars sparkled and glittered with the promise of a dazzling, sunlit day ahead.
 
This post is a part of the Anipal Photo Hunt’ meme, the theme this week being ‘Compromising Positions’. Do click HERE to go see some more ‘compromised’ entrees or maybe post one of your own!
 
Wags,
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