We were enjoying a pre-supper glass of wine on the porch and watching a thunderstorm moving our way. The dogs don't approve of thunder and lightning, but they opted to stay with us anyway.
Otter is the least wary of the pack.
Bailey barks at the thunder; Jenny hides behind my chair.
It was all soon over and we could relax.
Bobadog is very good at relaxing.
Not much rain; not much of a rainbow.
