My dogs, Libby and Gracie, think thunder is the most terrifying sound ever. They shake. They pant. They whine. And, they keep me awake at night. When it thunders, there is pandemonium here. I know we need rain, but could we please have it without thunder? Oh… and without tornado warnings.
When the weather radio goes off… and sirens start blaring on cell phones… and the meteorologist says it’s time to take cover… me and Perry grab our cameras and head outside like idiots. There’s plenty of time to listen to it rain once the bad has passed.
