I saw Farmer H bobbing around in POOLIO on his two short pool noodles. He was wearing his orange cap, soaking up the sun on his shoulders, the only part of him really exposed out of the water. I went to lie down for my nap before shower and town. I'd only been in bed about 10 minutes when I heard RAIN pounding on the roof.
What in the Not-Heaven? I didn't even know rain was in the forecast, though it is common for thunderstorms to kick off in the afternoon heat. In fact, I heard a couple faint rumbles of thunder. I wasn't worried about Farmer H, because there were no cracks of lightning, and I knew he was in POOLIO. It wasn't long before Farmer H came into the bedroom.
"I didn't even know rain was in the forecast."
"Me neither! It came on fast. I had to get out of the pool. I got soaked trying to climb the ladder!"
"YOU WERE ALREADY WET!"
"Yeah. But the rain was cold!"
I suppose he could have just lowered his shoulders into the water. Then he would have been in the warm pool water, with his hat protecting his head. But that's Farmer H for you, getting out of POOLIO because the rain was soaking him.
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That reminds me of brother and myself laughing at everyone who scrambled out of the pool or water at the beach whenever it rained. They would scoop up their belongings and huddle under shelters. I understand not wanting to get belongings wet, but already wet bodies? We stayed in the water unless it pelted down fiercely enough to sting.
River,
Yes! You can stay submerged, and only your head gets rained on.
Well, you have heard many stories from me about the strange behavior of pool goers in the kampground.
Kathy,
Farmer H would have fit right in with your pool crowd. Though you would have needed to later clean a lot of ears out of the filter, after Farmer H talked them off!
Ears would be a step up from dead frogs and live mice in the filters!
Kathy,
POOLIO had a dead squirrel floating, but it was too big for the filter!
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