A Huge fucking thunderstorm started around 1 AM. It's still going on at 8:45. I love it. Lucy, however, is freaked out by the thunder, poor girl. Laz doesn't even notice. I feel a little awful putting the dogs out in the rain. Lucy just tucks her tail and runs back and forth trying to stay dry. Lucy, a year and a half ago you were a starving stray that wandered up to my door. How are you so spoiled in such a short time?

There was a thunder clap around four that was loud enough to set off the car alarms in my neighborhood. It was pretty great.