Rain, rain, go away

Today our weather has been pretty bad, even for a Scottish summer.  Since about 9.30 am we've had one thunderstorm after another, with enough rain to make me consider knocking a boat together.  The bunnies were looking really miserable despite their nice cosy hutch and waterproof cover over their run, so I brought them in.  Biscuit hates people so instantly ran off to shake herself dry under the kitchen, table, but poor wee Sampras needed a helping hand:

 "Ahh, this is nice!  I bet I get a cuddle after I'm dried off too"

 The ever suspicious Biscuit

Improvisation ftw

Your average Scottish summer x 10