Tuesday, August 23, 2011
THE STORM THAT KNOCKED DOWN TREES, by Nicky
But then, about 2:00 a.m., we dogs realized that the storm was coming because we could hear the distant thunder and feel the change in the atmospheric pressure, and we knew that Mom should not just go on sleeping when there was so much danger approaching. So we began to pace and pant and drool, and Barry jumped on and off the bed, which he always does during storms. And right away Mom got the message that something awful was happening!
Anyway, the storm proceeded to make a ton of thunder and lightning (which makes Mom nervous, too, although she won't admit it). And Mom decided that since she couldn't sleep with everything going on, she should just go downstairs and feed Carson, the kitten, so she did. Then we all went back to bed, and the storm finally moved on, and we fell asleep.
Well, that's the story of our fierce, tree-killer storm. I hope we don't have to go through anything like that again soon because it is almost more than a dog can deal with. Mom said the good part is that at least we didn't lose our electricity, so I guess that's something, but it doesn't seem like very much to me!