The Umbrella Meets a Fateful End

I brought my beloved umbrella with me to Scotland. Since it doesn't fold up into a nice compact size, I had to carry it around with me. This got old. I guess what I'm trying to say is that the umbrella and I broke up. I bought a smaller plaid one and I left the old one behind in Edinburgh. I found a lovely spot for it next to another umbrella at the hotel. It will have a good home and be used often there. I however, wasn't going to carry it around anymore. I like to think that at will be used to shelter a wet little weenie dog from the pouring rain.