Before the coming storm

It was a very calm evening when we set off with the pooches but not long after we got going the wind started to whip and the red sky turned to a brownish yellow, a sure sign that a storm was on it way.  The rain didn't actually arrive until after 11pm but with it came the dreaded thunder and lightning which Millie hates.  Needless to say none of us had a very peaceful night.

Thankfully though Mr Watson is back to his usual crazy self after his malaise of yesterday.