It's been raining a lot here -- mostly in the afternoon and evening. It's nowhere near as much as in the Midwest, and without all the dreadful flooding; yet enough that we haven't been out as much as we'd like. And then this evening, we've had some really really loud thunder boomers. Sure, Mom kept saying, OK boys, it's OK. But when she looked around -- where did she find us?
There's something about Dogdad's leg and shoe -- not to mention the security of the table overhead -- that just made us feel better.
Maybe tomorrow morning I'll go back to my bench next to her computer -- but for tonight... you all understand, right?