We had just left for a longish walk Friday evening when black clouds rolled in. Thunder and fork lightening followed rapidly, directly overhead. Then hailstones followed by heavy rain.
Ruby jumped when the hailstones hit her as she could obviously feel them (as could we). Neither the lightening nor thunder seemed to bother her. We took shelter under a small conifer tree, during the heaviest part of the storm, before decided we were all so wet and cold it didn't really matter.
It took two towels to dry off Ruby mainly because she kept trying to eat them as well as play with them, so we both dried her as we were cold and wet.
She fell asleep by our feet, as close to us as possible. She wasn't shivering but I think wanted our warmth anyhow. Her coat is lovely and soft now.
I thought I would show some more pictures of my grand dogs. First, Miss M. on the left, Ruby's mum with her shadow Mr. L. In the background almost hidden from view is possibly Miss S: