A Hair of the Dog

The weathermen (and women) keep telling us that some really severe winds are on the way. Molly insists on checking for herself.

The inset shows her outside, while the sun is shining and the wind speed is comfortable, but rising. She probably likes the breeze ruffling her coat.

Several hours later (most of it spent outside) and Molly is soaking wet. She has decided that she now wants to be inside with us. But before she is allowed up on the settee, she has to be well wrapped in a blanket.