The other day, I asked the Dachsies to send me some rain. Not only did rain come my way but thunder and lightening. It started raining and I could hear the thunder way off. The wind was blowing and dad wanted to make sure that the kitties were safe. He opened the door to the porch and both he and I went out. Worf wanted in immediately (even if he is a Klingon, he's not stupid).
Simon wanted in but was taking his time. I was dancing around trying to get dad to go back in the house where it was safe. All the time he was out there, the thunder and lightening kept getting brighter and louder. Well, finally dad picked up lardbutt Simon and was just ready to step in side when the lightening turned purple and at the same time the thunder cracked like a large gun. Simon used dad as a launching point into the house. dad leapt into the house and I was practically under him. Inside my mom was sitting in her chair with white knuckles. Nerise was flattened as much as she was able and had huge eyes. We all decided that it wasn't safe to go out (tho later Simon did go out- that cat obviously has some mental issues). Next time I ask for rain, I'll include the no thunder and lightening rule.