Sprinkle my ass… got the firewood in and the sky broke open. Lightning cracking right over the house, everything rumbling. TREMENDOUS! Amy was afraid that Plato got caught out there and was cowering somewhere, getting drenched. Then we found him in the closet, curled up. He never goes in there. Scared shitless, poor guy.

I miss the east coast sometimes. Miss the weather. Living in Australia, too – we had thunderstorms there like none I’ve experienced anywhere else.

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