It was pouring outside and my dog wanted to go out. I know dam well once we go out there he want to come back in, he doesn't like being wet but I humored him.
He was so excited and ready to go, but within seconds you could tell this was what he was thinking
Thus I bring you a wet Cubby.
*sorry crappy living room lighting*
and a dry(er) Cubby.
Although he is now rubbing himself all over my mom's blanket on the couch now, she's gonna looovvveee that when she get's home.