"It's truly a fortunate thing I'm needed to stand guard. I do so hate being damp. The last time I was left out in the rain it was days before my fur dried out."
Isaac remembered sadly.
Bobby Jo sat down on the picnic cloth to take off her shoes and stockings.
She was worrying again.
Isaac was right.
The grass was wet, and now so were her new white shoes and stockings.
"I 'ust hope it doesn't rain,"
she told Bootsey.
Bootsey just laughed, and ran away to gather more flowers.
It looks to me like the sky is getting darker
and darker every minute.
Did you notice?
