It would have been nice if the rain could have held off until Wednesday, too. Tuesday is trash day, and I'm probably going to get soaked while bringing the wheelie bins in from the street. And from the looks of the sky I should probably get the wheelie bins out to the street as soon as possible. The clouds keep getting lower and darker, so I suspect that they're about to open up with a deluge.
If the feral cats have any sense, they'll get back here right away so they can stay dry on the back porch. They all scattered as soon as they ate their dinner this evening. I don't think they've figured out yet how weather works. Lucky for me that I have.
