Pretty much every afternoon, too.
And, no, there are no pictures to show you why...
It is really hard to take a picture of four scaredy-cat dogs when one of them has you pinned and is giving you a cardiac massage. Fortunately, said dog was one of my 35 pounders... not one of our visiting Greyhounds. (Yes, I promise pictures of them - but on another day.)
Said dog, whose name begins with "C" and ends with "ookie", vacated my bed to parts unknown. Amazing how a room can be wall to wall dogs until they find invisible hiding places when they hear thunder.
The storm passed. "Ah", with relief, I think to myself, "now for some sleep." Right (four syllables, please).
Around 1:30 am, I was roused by a cold nose reminding me that I do not have a doggie door. A second cold nose propelled me to action. Fortunately, it was not pouring rain and all four dogs were propelled to action as well.
And, fortunately, once inside they all went back to sleep. By the way, I am one of those blessed people who can fall asleep easily - I simply recite Scripture verses that I have memorized. Peace and comfort = peaceful and comfortable sleep. I, too, went promptly back to sleep.
However, there is still that alarm to wake me up.
It was kind of wet out there and still raining, too - but just a little gentle drizzle. I had to change my shoes before church. Nice mud. Did you know you can walk on tumbleweed and keep about a third of the mud off of you?