As much as I want to live where there’s sufficient rainfall . . I don’t want to live where there’s thunder. Maybe I’m just not remembering correctly but it doesn’t seem like in Louisiana, every time it rains, the weather alarms go off, there’s massive thunder and hail. But maybe I’m not remembering that because I didn’t have a dog that was scared to death of thunder. It seems like, in Missouri, we rarely had thunderstorms that the tornado sirens didn’t go off. I remember saying “Can we just live where we get rain and no sirens?” We rarely get rain here but if there are sirens, we don’t hear them out here. The weather alarm went off a little before 2 a.m. and the biggest part of the storm passed through a little after 2.
Some of that pink stuff went right over us.
When I started to go to bed last night, Rita ran into the bedroom. I knew bad weather was in our forecast. She never wants to sleep with us and we don’t let her but I figured Vince has to get up and go to work, if we don’t let her sleep with us, she’ll wake him up and I’ll never hear her or the storm so I took Rita and went and slept in a guest room so Vince could get some sleep.
So . . 2:20 a.m. and Vince is snoozing in the bed while I’m up with Rita. Accuweather says we have 58 more minutes of rain. I’ll just stay up til the bad weather is gone.
We did get a lot of rain . . my guess is at least 2″. We so desperately needed rain. The wild fire danger was way up in super scary levels . . that those aren’t the terms the officials use!
Texas Storm Chasers used a good term . . “Small hail, gusty winds, heavy rain, and frequent lightning. In other words — a ruckus!” Add to that Gr. . one small dog scared to death of thunder and you’re right . . a ruckus is exactly what we had at our house at 2 a.m. Granny will need a nap today!