Grateful for Cassie's enormous bladder

After waking up, turning on a bunch of lights, and throwing on clothes, I opened my front door and indicated to Cassie that she should go to the little patch of grass just outside and do her morning job. She pranced out the door, stopped, turned around, and walked right back inside. This is why:

I'm hoping it subsides enough to take her at least to the street before too long. One forecast thinks it'll end by 10am but the National Weather Service thinks it may just get slightly less stormy by then.

I hope Cassie can hold it just a bit longer. So far, she seems OK.