When it rains in Hopalong HOLLOW....

IT RAINS IN HOPALONG HOLLOW!

 And little wet donkeys seek shelter in the barn,

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 Blaming a bad hair day on the weather, and asking the sheep to pass the lipstick, Ursula declares,

"Rain is for the Birds!!"

 "Not THIS bird!" Protests Moses.

 Wild water spits and churns, gushing down the hill...

 and Croaky toad creek turns into a raging river,

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 Little wet hens try to hide from the raindrops and perch high in the cedar trees.  (This is not a smart ,water-proof solution.)

  Only one sensible rooster, who claims he is "feelin

poorly",  takes to his cozy straw bed, in the safety of the barn. 

The muddy pond becomes a spacious lake!

And suddenly, in a chorus of little quackity voices, we hear...

 "Singin in the rain,

" I'm singin in the rain!

"What a Glorious Feelin,

"I'm Happy again!

"I'm laughing at clouds.

 "So dark up above.

The sun's in my heart and I'm ready for love!

"Let the stormy clouds chase.

Everyone from the place,

  ,"Come on with the rain, I've a smile on my face!

 "I'll walk down the lane, with a

happy refrain, 

,

 I'm just singin.,

 "And dancin.....

In the RAIN!!!!!!!"

(This post was brought to you courtesy of : Fiona, Ivan, Attila, Hamish, Minerva, Trudy, Pittypat, Feather Duster,Winston, Mia, Jeremiah Fisher, Jangles, Pickles and Escargot. All of whom are still, "Singin in the Rain")

(My first feeble attempt at movie making, but it sure was fun!)

Rain and drizzle make for prodigious Gazette reports

   Lovely rain here in the Hollow, some of us are delighted!

Jangles the duck is happy.

BUT, roosters hate getting wet. Some are smart enough to get out of the rain......

While others, like Jimmy and wicked Fidel just stand there in bewilderment. Perhaps, they think that if they just stand very, very still,the raindrops will miss them.  

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Opal prefers the sound of rain on an old tin roof safely inside her humble, dry barn.

And Beatrix detests the smell of wet wool.....

But Pittypat the duck is happy....because there's nothing better than a good mud puddle. And ducks laugh at the rain!

The Geese prefer their mud puddles slightly more diluted, like the water in Croaky Toad Creek.

Of course , Fiona Goosefeathers is off in her own little world. Sometimes she thinks she's a duck, sometimes she's a goose, and sometimes she thinks she's my sister!

She REALLY likes me, especially when I carry her

around the yard and she thinks that she is flying.

But one thing Fiona never thinks is that she is a rooster....roosters are so uncouth.

 and they hate the rain.

 

But...... the ducks are happy.