First let me say, there was little we could do about Gustav. He was marching to his own bark, and paid no attention to us. Fortunately, he spared New Orleans. But we know that lots of places like Baton Rouge and parts of Mississippi got whacked and he brought lots of rain to the Midwest, including St. Loulis. We do know that Peanut and Flash are OK -- except for an AC that broke after the storm had passed.
But now we have more and I have to apologize to all my pals from here to New England. Despite our continual barking, Ms. Tropical Storm Hanna seems to have gotten away from us and is speeding up the coast, bringing heavy rains all along her path from Georgia to the Carolinas, and beyond. We had heavy Hanna rains this morning, but now it's sunny and our flowers and plants are happy from all the rains as we turn our attention to Mr. Presumptive Hurricane Ike. (For those who are older than dirt, pawsonally, Mom liked Adlai!)
So, the Olympics are over. The two pawlitical conventions are over. And it's back to focused barking for us -- we're still barking for Jackson, and for Gussie, and for everyone who needs it -- while we wait to see what Ma Nature has in store.
The rumors about two wheeled newcomers are getting stronger. We hear they may have an interesting past...and be a bit foreign...and????
Your weatherdog, Jake of Florida, signing off.