We ventured out shortly before eight yesterday morning. It was raining but nothing major. We hadn’t turned the corner when we heard thunder. It rolled in real quick. So I, like Jaws, was forced to perform close to my own home pitch which I detest.
When we got back Mega mouth refused the treats Dad had prepared for us and slunk off under the biggest piece of furniture she could find.
Now I have to admit the storm was pretty bad by this stage and she took to shaking.
I had to come to her rescue with big love.
See you all think I’m a nasty old grumpy but I have a heart of gold.
I’ll be waiting for your fan mail to show your appreciation of my courage and composure not to mention my compassion under these circumstances.