It rained all night last night; the steady sound of drops on the corrugated iron roof one of the most comforting urban lullabies when trying to sleep.
This morning it is still raining and the garden is gratefully drinking it in.
The paper says that Melbourne’s water storage is only at 38% capacity.
Weather experts are already predicting that this summer is likely to be hotter and drier than before, so every bit helps.
That’s why we can’t take you with us to school today, because it’s too wet.
See, you're even in your kennel, which you only ever go into if you think you're in trouble or are very cold, isn't that right?
If we take you with us this morning, your legs, tummy, hips and back will be soaked and you’ll feel very wet and miserable. See, even we’ve got our jackets on and you know how warm-blooded Sapphire is.
That’s why I only give you baths on warm sunny days so you’ll dry quickly, or use the blow-dryer on you during winter when your pong is too pronounced. And you hate the blow-dryer even more than the sound of the vacuum, don’t you?
The vet told me that you should always stay warm and comfortable because cold water will make your two back legs hurt even worse than usual and your limp more awkward.
You already start limping by the time we walk the 400 metres to school, which hurts me to see when you used to run lap after lap after lap with me on the oval, outdoing even William the whippet and Sheba the German Shepherd. We have to be careful now, and make sure that you’re not left in pain.
I'll leave you inside - we'll only be five minutes - and I'll give you a nice long tummy rub when I return.
You understand, don't you?