Wild weather

The last few days have been as windy as -- and the swamp has been flooded five days out of six, and still no camera. Most frustrating!

Last night though, my two dogs were lying on their outside bed around midnight because I hadn't realised they weren't yet inside in their proper bed. There was a huge gust of wind and our packed up table-tennis table collapsed across the bed where the two dogs were sleeping. How one wasn't decapitated, I'll never know, but thankfully they weren't. The golden was pretty freaked out and hiding around the corner from the deck, whereas the toller was sitting across from the deck, eyeing the disaster area speculatively, as if to check that thing wasn't going to chase her any further. They came inside, and the toller, as is her wont, promptly wee-ed all over her real bed.

Here's a recent photo with Princess Sleepyhead and the dreaded table in the background, with the bed the dogs were on, folded on top.