Hurricane Harvey

The weather in Buda

I didn’t know storms could have names, but apparently they can. This storm was something called a “hurricane,” and it’s name was Harvey. (Not a great name, if you ask me. Which you didn’t but I’m telling you anyway.) MelT says the forecast was for rain with a chance of floating cars. Since MelT can’t drive, we didn’t get to see any floating cars. She seems to think they would be a bad thing. I’m not fond of cars, floating or not.

Watching Harvey

After a while, even I get tired of rain. It lasted for days. Luckily, I have a big porch were I can sit and watch. Then, when I feel like it, I can run out to my pond or check the other side of the yard to see if it’s raining there. I think the grass is always greener on the other side of the yard.

Drinking

The grass wasn’t growing right then because MelT says it takes a few days. BUT, there were some amazing puddles! They taste good, too! 

Heading for the porch

I decided to head for the porch to see if I could get Driftwood or Mamba to come out with me.

Hey, Driftwood!

When I got there, I found Driftwood hiding behind one of the porch columns. He seemed afraid of the rain, which is crazy. Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen his fur wet. Weird.

Think about it

I tried to talk him into it. I have to admit, he gave it some serious thought.

Hurricane watching

He decided not to go out, but he sat with me for a long while watching the rain. It’s not as good as running around in it. I tried to tell Drifter that but he ignored me.

Done

After a bit, he decided he’d had enough and went back to hide under a patio chair. Those chairs are delicious, by the way. Driftwood won’t even try them.

Dinner in the rain

After Driftwood left, MelT brought me some corn. She set it out in my usual dinner area so I had to stand in the rain to eat it. That wasn’t so bad but the corn got a little soggy. I don’t know how Dobby Winnick handles soggy food. He lives in Seattle where I hear it rains every day, if not more often. I don’t do very well with so much rain, I like the sun too.

Chickens have a cover

My chickens really don’t like the rain because they weren’t even happy with their covered area! Really? Chickens are such wimps.

The sun came out

When the sun came out it felt great on my fur! Too bad Driftwood didn’t get to experience it, MelT had locked him up in the house again.

Did any of my friends get to see Hurricane Harvey? Did you lose part of your roof like we did? Did it rain all day and all night and all day and all night and so forth? Do you think storms should have names? Do you think Driftwood should have tried coming out in the rain? Let me know in a comment!