Dare we hope?

Naw. The sunny spot only lasted for the late morning and half the afternoon, but it was enough time for a good walk with my mom, as well as an outing with my friend, her two chihuahuas, and their darling little neutered scrotums. We trotted merrily around Green Lake, and the Ferrari Brothers enthusiastically sniffed and judged as many other dog scrotums as they possibly could. Occasionally the aggressive demeanor of another usually much larger dog would set off the younger smaller chihuahua's sense of macho honor, at which point he would bark furiously and protest that his tiny deflated dog scrotum was still as powerful as that part mastiff, part pitbull's enormous dog scrotum. We had a lovely scrotum-airing outing.
The rains returned at sundown.
Say it fast, at least three times: Dogscrotumdogscrotumdogscrotum!