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Rum n Raisin 18 - One Rainy Day

“I’m so very bored,” Raisin said with a frown
“Me too,” said Rum, “but with rain pouring down,
It’s not like we get to go out for some fun.”
Raisin said, “Will this rain ever be done?”

Sat on the window sill, tail swinging slow
Rum said, “Dear sister, I really don’t know.”
Raisin leapt up to sit next to her brother
She said, “Well, I’m going out, somehow or other.”

Rum said, “It’s rain, which is water… and WET!
We’ve been neck deep in it before, don’t forget.”
Raisin said, “If we take Walnut, our doggie,
We’ll stay dry beneath him, while Walnut gets soggy.”

Walnut came up with his tongue lolling out,
“What you two pussy cats talking about?”
Rum said, “That weather’s a bit of a pain
We want to go out but we’re all scared of rain.”

Walnut looked hurt, so he prowled like a leopard
Huh! Scared of rain? Not this German Shepherd.”
Raisin cried, “Yippee… so long as you’re sure,
The rain’s a bit harder than it was before.”

Walnut said, “Let’s see who’s first to the door.”
Rum winked at Raisin and leapt to the floor
Raisin said, “Rum, you are one wicked feline
Walnut is gonna wish he was a sea-lion.”

They got to the door which was slightly ajar
They looked through the gap but they couldn’t see far
The rain was horrendous, and Walnut’s voice croaked
“Are you cats crazy? We’re gonna get soaked.”

Rum said, “O Walnut, you’re our hero, but…
Has the rain made you a cowardly mutt?”
Walnut stood proud and said, “Cowardly? Never!
No German Shepherd is scared of the weather.”

So, using one paw, Walnut opened the door 
To find it was raining, now, more than before
He said, “This rain can’t stop us having a lark,
Get underneath me, we’ll go to the park.”

And so Walnut walked like a canine umbrella
Beneath him, Rum said, “He’s a half decent fella.”
Raisin said, “I think we’ve been rather cruel,
For treating him like he’s some oversized fool”

Poor Walnut’s coat was soaked through to his skin
And a wet German Shepherd looks ever so thin
But Walnut’s compliance was merely a ruse 
And those cats would soon walk a mile in his shoes

And then Walnut’s voice, “It’s stopped raining my friends,
And Raisin cried, “Even the worst weather ends.”
Rum said, “So, let’s dump this mutt and have fun,
Who knows, we might even see us some sun.”

But then Raisin saw Walnut’s trick was a belter
The rain stopped because they were under a shelter
Rum said, “Hey, Walnut, what game are you playing?”
Walnut said, “I’m no dumb mutt… only saying.”

Then he said, “Jump up; the sky is less black.”
Raisin and Rum leapt up on Walnut’s back
They studied the rain and the duck pond beyond
Then Walnut sprang forward and into the pond

When they emerged, sodden, covered in slime
The banks were too muddy for kittens to climb
But Walnut stepped out in one unhindered stride
Then pulled Rum and Raisin up onto the side

Rum was bedraggled, he said “What the heck?”
Raisin said, “We’re both drenched up to the neck”
Walnut just grinned and said, “Cats should consider,
High-jinks is one thing… but don’t kid a kidder.”
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Goldsmith Avatar
June 26, 2025 at 12:26 PM
WOW!!! What a creative/fun ~ write/story you have here. Love It and Love The Picture. Great Ending... This would make a great book. Have a fun day writing away...............
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June 28, 2025 at 10:33 AM
If this is "low on inspiration" then high on inspiration would be 24/7 rocket fuel on your writing computer. I love this cute/fun write about Rum and Raisin (and Walnut. How about another story/chapter about them??? Really, you could turn this into a great book or books. Get some rocket fuel and go writing away..........
Flood Avatar
June 26, 2025 at 3:11 PM
Thanks, Paula. I’m low on inspiration right now so I thought I’d give Rum and Raisin (and Walnut) another outing. Glad you enjoyed. Terry
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