Last night we had a thunderstorm that was so loud! Usually I just sleep right through storms, my attitude is "whatever". But last night, Whoa Nelly, there we were, all three of us snoozing away when there was a loud CRASH, BOOM, and a shake of the windows. Then lights were flashing, and rain started falling and the trees made this terrible loud whooshing sound. When the first crash sounded Reilly jumped straight up in the air and jumped right on the lady's head. (If she wasn't woken up by the storm, the 24 pounds of dog landing on her head sure did!). I tried to act cool, but I tapped the ladies arm really hard to let her know to let me under the covers NOW! I figured the covers would protect me from the awful storm.
Wish we had a picture of the lady trying to sleep with 24 pounds of dog curled up on her head and me snuggled in as close as I could get to her belly under the covers. Whooo Mama, I hope we never get a storm like that again. It hit the tree across the street from us, that is why it was so loud. And that tree? it is dead, dead, dead, killed by the storm.