Storm Update #2: Prepare for inundation




My little soldier.
Sunday, 8:52 a.m. Current wind speed: 10 mph.

It's the little emergencies you can't prepare for with a storm. For those of you in the Midwest, imagine if you had a week to prepare for a severe thunderstorm. What would you do? Get some reading material for when the power goes out. Some ice to keep things in the fridge cold. Candles to read by. Food. Water. You're all set.

And then, as the storm hits, you realize the things you forgot. Happily, that list is short at the moment, if you define short as about 18 inches tall.

Daisy needs to poop. That's the big storm update for this hour. My dog, Daisy, needs to poop. But she doesn't like to go outside in the rain. We've gone out to the back porch. She sniffs at the air, looks at me, sniffs at the air, then gives me the, "Please don't make me go out there look."

This from a dog that I've referred to as a sea otter. She loves water when she's floating in it and drinking it. When it's washing her dog stench away, she's not a fan.

She's toughing it out. She's on the coach with that big bone of hers, gnawing incessantly. I'll have to keep an eye on her to make sure she doesn't try to sneak off.

In the meantime, it's coffee time. I stocked up on that. Always prepared.

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