Hey It’s Jet Here.
Last night, we met Miss Mary Ann and Dixie at the very end of their walk and the middle of ours. Miss Mary Ann is an amateur meteorologist and told Mom to expect BIG storms last night. She showed Mom the weather map from her snazzy phone. She and Mom hoped the booms and streaky lights would not bother us too much.
Around 2:00 a.m. ish… the sky did this thingie called, “open up”, booms, streaky lights, raining “cats and dogs!” (What a silly human saying.) etc… Luckily for Mom, a new blue tarp sits on the roof above the kitchen, so for a change, we did not have puddles and plaster to greet us this morning. I digress.
At the sight of each streaky light, JJ barked her Kathleen Turner pitched bark, letting those streaky lights know who’s boss. Then she paced in no particular pattern all over Mom’s bed… and Mom, her innards shaking like a live wire.
If you’ve read my posts for a while, you know how I suffer with loud noises. I tried JJ’s new barking technique, however returned to my pawing up the wall, knocking everything off Mom’s side table, trying to find my safe place etc…
Mom, good sport that she is, tried to drown out the noise with SportsCenter. (She figured she could catch up on NBA Playoff results… except they talked too much about baseball.) Then she tried CNN, in case we needed to catch up on world events. (We were not impressed.) Mom tried to pet JJ into a calmer state, (no luck). Finally, at some point, we all passed out.
This is going to be a LONG rainy season…
Another great, until today’s thunder storms, day.
Hey... It's Jet Here 