is raining on my house even as we speak, though it's still out in the Gulf. Yay for rain - this will help put a dent in the scary drought. But, damn, another named storm already, and yesterday was just the first day of hurricane season? Barry appears to be the perfect guest, bringing much needed rain and not a lot of damaging wind, but it surprised a lot of forecasters by continuing to develop after entering the Gulf, where it was expected (as of yesterday a.m.) that wind shear would pull it apart. Didn't happen, and now it's at 50 mph. But hooray for the rain! And hooray for the visible reminder that we need to be prepared for storms. Last year was freakishly quiet thanks to the El Nino effect, but there's nothing to stop 'em this year. Barry is a nice, fairly gentle TS, and God, how we need this rain. It has been many months since we've had a rainy day. Passing showers, maybe once a month we get a decent sprinkle, but our lakes are dry and we are on watering restrictions. This, of course, started right after I spent a boatload of money getting my yard re-landscaped, and now I'll have to replace the things that died because they weren't well established before the extreme heat and drought hit last year.
The dogs are baffled by this water falling from the sky, it took some coaxing to get them out the door to take care of business this morning. I'd open the door, they'd look out at the rain and look up at me: "Make it stop."
"I can't make it stop, you have to go."
"No, thank you, I can hold it."
"You better hold it, no peepee on my floor!"
Dog walks away into the living room.
Finally, Dudley couldn't stand it anymore, took a deep breath and charged out into the rain, disappeared into the dark for two minutes and came back soaking wet and very proud of himself for being such a little man and facing the scary water falling from the sky. And ran to my bed to dry off. Heavy Sigh.
Murphy said no thanks, he can use the cat flap and the garage floor in a pinch and he's NOT going out there.
It dawned on me that Dudley is two, and we've been in a drought basically since he's been born. He hates thunderstorms and isn't crazy about loud, heavy rain, so this summer may be his introduction to Weather.