Earlier this morning I took the cats out for their walk. The have been going stir crazy wanting to get out of the house. he moment I opened the door, Beren (the bold) bolted outside. Fariell (the huntress) ran out with me, rounded a corner and began stalking in her favorite spot looking for a mole or mouse. I gave them 15 minutes out time which seemed to settle them sufficiently. They are now happily dozing off instead of bouncing off the walls.
I hear the rain developing right now, a loud pattering on the skylights. Tomorrow? Dry, I hope.