Rain...

Raining season is here now. I can see the rain through the window while im typing this. My brothers love the cold wheather i guess...they are still covered in blanket now. While im sitting here surfing internet, i saw a black dog running along the road in front of my house. Her body was wet. Maybe she's looking for a shed, so i went out to get a look just to find out whose dog was that,but all i see was all gates in this neighbourhood were closed and locked. I open my house gate, hope she will enter to hide from rain. not long after that, she did came but just for a while. She seem uncomfortable to stay in some stranger house. Nearly an hour, the rain hasnt stop yet...that poor dog still running around..i couldnt help much..i just let the gate open widely so that she may enter again. Im grateful to have a nice and warm home to stay away from the cold rain...but does all of us have it? If we do have, did you feel thankful for it? I remembered the Oprah show last night reveal how a woman who live in a small apartment in Manhattan. Thought its so small, she do love her home and grateful for it as there is no other place that she wanted to live.. i learned much from that show, hope you too..