I feel an absurd amount of animosity for the rain that we have been getting recently. I didn't always feel this way, though. Here are my reactions to the rain—from the first drop to the last— as told by dogs.

When the rain first started and I could still go about my day pretty normally:

When I tried to embrace the rain:

When I suddenly realized the rain was going to continue for several days straight:

When the rain soaked everything from my notebooks to my socks:

Walking to class:

At the thought of having to do work in the midst of all of the rain:

I'm sure we will be able to see the sun sometime soon. But for now, why, Joaquin, why?