Before The Storm

Distant thunder, darkening skies, rain splashing down on and off ... and a puppy who doesn't want to go out on the wet grass that tickles her tummy, and would be perfectly happy to do her business inside where it's nice and dry, thank you.  Three "accidents" so far today -- and she's been so good up until now!  The last puddle occurred not two minutes after we'd come in from a fruitless ten minutes of noodling around outdoors.  Grr.  My puppy-whispering skills are clearly not at their best today!