Rainy Sadie

I forgot to tell you this in my post about the weekend yesterday. After the rain stopped and we came home from Rumbleseat Wine, we were walking up to our building and noticed something amiss. "The balcony door is open," John said. I looked up and said, "yes and the screen is open." Then John says, "Oh NO! There's SADIE!" During longer time periods, like when we're at work, we crate Sadie. But, on the weekends when we're just going to be gone for a few hours, she sleeps on our bed and we shut the bedroom door. Well, during the storm, we figure the wind blew open not only the door to the bedroom but also the door to the balcony. The screen door having been left halfway open provided Sadie with the opportunity to hang out on the balcony unsupervised.

When we got inside she ran around like crazy. We think she must have been worried about where we were and also wondering why she was able to get out to the balcony. Also, saddest fact of all, her head was all wet. So we also think that during the storm, she stood on the balcony with her furry little head poked through the bars watching and waiting for us! We felt so badly. Poor little Sadie.