This Sunday is anything but sunny 😾

Good morning.  The clouds are about to burst:If our hay were inside, it would wash away right now:“How am I getting back to the garage, Francis?  It’s coming down in buckets!”Don’t worry, Tails.  “Management” said there’s plenty of breakfast left. . .And all the bowls have been moved out of reach of the rain. 😺

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