It was raining when we went out for our usual afternoon walk. Ingrid was snug as a bug of course, but I was having second thoughts about the walk… and then just as I had decided to go back home she fell asleep. I really didn’t want to wake her because she hadn’t gotten much sleep today. So I grumbled but walked on. And lo and behold the rain stopped moments later, and I had an unusually nice walk, past nice-smelling freshly-rain-washed rose bushes and twirping birds. And Ingrid slept a whole hour!