A Thunderstorm cell just formed over our house, Dog barked a few times to make sure I was aware. I told him it was OK from the top of the steps. Ordinarily he would be freaking and going ape **** barking at flashes of lightening. A few thunder claps later I venture downstairs and hope to keep him calm. Chief rests quietly in his bed. Eva never moves.
He has gotten over it, he moans softly occasionally but otherwise has grown to except the passing storm. I sit quietly and listen to the water dripping into beer pitcher I have resting on window sill.
It will be nice when I finally find someone willing to fix it. It is quiet again the cell has moved on and dissipated in the distance.
Everything is normal once again on the hill.