Sun 12th Nov 17: Storm incoming!
Tara:
It was FAB!!!!
We went out to the sausage place with Mum and Dad. It woz windy and cold and blue sky sunny and sniffy and fun. The wind swirled around my knickers and I was all bouncy and hoppy, and nearly tripped Mum up. And we were looking for cats EVERYWHERE!!!
The floor is always too clean!
But then when we had sat under the table for AGES and had our water and our treats and our sausages, we went outside and look!
The sun had disappeared!
There woz a blig black rainy stormcloud rolling in!!!
So we had to dash (well, if you count slow human walking as dashing) home! It was a long way, and 'no time for sniffing Cato!' and 'hurry up Tara, you can widdle at home!' and we trotted and trotted and trotted and got home just before the big fat splatty rain drops started splooshing on me!
And it woz too runrunrun to take any more picses, so just two today, and none of me or Cato!
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