When the storms roll through, Frollie, our not so brave alpha, stays close to my feet and shakes uncontrollably. The other three do not seem to notice the thunder and rain, unless they have to go out. None of them like to get rained on.
Mary and I were watching a show on Netflix at 5:30 today; Schuster was asleep on the top of the love seat. The moment passed and he didn't start to pester till 6:10. Hmm. I actually had something interesting to describe today, but that moment has apparently passed too. Good night one and all. 3:34 am.