OK, so maybe that claim does need a little explanation.
You see, the rain and snow we've had over the past couple of days means we're once again able to joke about Colorado's three seasons: winter, mud, and construction.
For the past few years, there's been no joke. It was winter or wildfire season.
This year, we're hoping the mud season stays for a while. I used to gripe about slogging through the wet, slurpy mix of mud and manure, but never again.
I welcome the rain.
The animals might not be quite so thrilled, though.
"Stupid rain. I'm wet, and cold, and hungry."
(She's ALWAYS hungry.)
(And she's ALWAYS grouchy.)
"Feed me. Now."
Some things never change...