First storm of the season and it's been raining for 24 hours up in the hills now. I took the dogs out yesterday and, surprisingly, they seemed to enjoy themselves. They were very happy to get home again though! Poor things have been shivering as they are so cold with their short hair and thin little coats. Bertie was quite happy to borrow an oversized t-shirt, which Daisy and Louis found fascinating. It will be great when their beds arrive next week so they'll no longer have to sleep on the cold floor.
It was so cold and windy this morning that they refused to go out, but in the end I kicked them out for half an hour. They have to have a toilet break sometime after all. They were running around enjoying themselves for the first 10 minutes, and then reality kicked in and they wanted to come back inside. Never mind, mission accomplished. Am just trying very hard not to freak out about the muddy paw prints all over the floor for now.
The cats are even less impressed and are not so patiently waiting to see what it takes for us to light the fire.