What do you do when you hear thunder and your mom is busy loading the dishwasher and can't pick you up?
Why, you crawl in the dishwasher, that's what!
And your siblings come and ask you why mom is letting you sit in the dishwasher, but she won't let them lick the stuff in there, so what makes you so special, and Mom always did like you best. And you say, "Yeah? So?" You do this because you really don't care right now.
Then you look at your mom and say "Hurry the heck up! What??? You're taking pictures when you could be holding me and making me feel better?"
I guess it's OK now, though. Mom finished the dishes and we're cuddled on the couch. Well, us and the laptop.
I feel another stressful night coming on. I hope I'm wrong! GAH!
These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................
awwwwww poor baby, Buford hates thunder also lets hope its short
ReplyDeleteWe had a lot of hard rain, but the thunder stopped after a half hour or so. She survived!
ReplyDeleteAwww, she's so cute. --Cheryl
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness...that is SO cute!!!
ReplyDelete(Just returned from the Beach/World Series and am trying to catch up with everyone!)
So very cute, I don't blame her, I hate thunder too. I'd be right there next to her, lol.
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Well, look at that! I got visits from Cheryl Cheryl, and their other brother Cheryl!!
ReplyDeleteCheryl Runamok, I think so, too!
Cheryl Wray, thanks! And welcome back.
Cheryl Z, thanks. I don't mind thunder unless it one of those that sends me to a mass on the floor with my head tucked!