Sometimes You Don't Go Out

I was going to go out yesterday, but I bagged it. The weather was just too off. I was on the edge of a storm and the winds were high. Great conditions for a windsurfer, but not for me.

Believe it or not, it's raining pretty steadily in this sunlight.

Right on the edge of the storm.

Look what I saw as I left the parking lot.

So, I decided to rest a little and hang out with Monty, the newest member of the Berger clan.

(And I'm not as fat as that picture. I promise. That's call foreshortening.)