Rain :P

Today I was reminded of why I want to move to a smaller city. I got so insanely lost, I thought I might cry when I finally got where I was going. But that would have made me even more wet than I already was. It's been raining non-stop since the June. Wandering around a part of Toronto I'd only been to once before this weekend, I got totally soaked.

The extra annoying part is that before my jacket dried out, I had to take the dog I'm taking care of for the weekend, for his walk.

The poor thing is so dumb, but sweet. His name is Elmo, fourteen, and gets lonely sometimes. The poor guy also has warts right now, so to keep him from licking and chewing on them, he's wearing one of those darn cones. At least we can take it off for his walks. Outside, he's too busy smelling things and finding places to pee to notice his skin problems.

I think the point I was getting at is that it's a lot harder to get lost in a smaller city. I lived in a small city for about 2 1/2 years and I didn't get lost after the first month and saw pretty much everything. So, yeah, Toronto is big and smelly. I want to move.