The one little lamp I had on in my house glowed brightly this morning as the wind and rain whipped through our area. Kittie ran for cover and Daisy has been on my lap for an hour with her head shoved between the arm of the chair and my leg. Loud, long rumbles of thunder had me pausing to look out the window to be sure. I wanted to know I wasn't mistaking the sound for that of a monster wind. That's how it's been since April 27th. When we have normal, non-tornadic thunderstorms now I call it Winnie the Pooh weather.
It's so much less threatening to think of storms in that context. I do wonder when Pooh started carrying a weapon though?
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