I had a nice early start this morning. It took a while for me to persuade my human to get up, but some pathetic whining and a quick lick of the nose soon woke her from her snoring slumber. She mumbled something about it being too early as it was still dark. There was a reason for that, my super-senses had detected an approaching storm, and I really needed a pee before it arrived. Talk about good timing... I'd just finished at the first fire hydrant when the thunder started. Two hydrants, a lamppost, a tree and two bushes later and the rain started. It was amazing, in a scary, hide in the closet, cover your ears, close your eyes and kiss your arse goodbye kinda way. I thought last week's storm was a biggie, this was the mother of the biggie. Some local folks across town had a lucky escape when a tree crashed through their apartment building. Luckily it fell through the stairwell so there were no serious injuries. A house was also crushed by a tree and God clearly has a sense of humour as a church roof collapsed and, just to balance things up, the roof of a pub was ripped off. Amazingly there were no serious injuries but plenty of cleaning up to be done.
I was brave enough to take a bit of video from behind closed doors. Turn the sound up and wait...
"Bing, bong. Clean up crew to the patio doors please, clean up crew to the doors."
Boy am I looking forward to getting back to the benign British weather, two tornado warnings in one day is two too many in my book.
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