cruddy weather

Gotta say, the wolves are not digging the typhoons. I have to wonder if this is how they acted on their little islands before they got brought here, hunkering down and hiding in their dens for the worst of it. They barely come out for meal time unless the wind and rain have let up, not that I can blame them. I thought for sure Arashi was going to fly away the other morning on the way to preschool when the wind caught her little umbrella that she absolutely would not leave the apartment without. Thankfully, she was holding my hand, so I was able to keep her grounded, though she swears her feet weren't touching the sidewalk for a few seconds from that gust.