After dinner, I went outside with Cassie to throw the ball around. There was a gentle rain that wasn't the least bit annoying. It was just a perfect kind of rain to be underneath. Fresh smelling, soft drops, with large spaces in between. Not enough to even make your hand wet or your nose drip. But just enough to be noticed and heard.
The birds seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the gentle drops. There was so much chatter and singing it was hard not to search and scan the trees trying to locate the conversations. I felt a bit surrounded, but it was a joyful sound, so I didn't mind.
The playtime ended, and I went back inside. Cassie stood at the door.
"Come on, Cass, time to come in."
She stands, staring at me.
"Cassie, come on. Come inside."
Slight whimper. Stomps one foot and stands there staring at me.
Eventually, she came along, but not happily.