Sitting on the front porch this morning sipping on hot tea prior to heading out on the bicycle to work, soon as I opened the door the dog went into full “Watch out, there’s a thunderstorm!” mode right off. Wont leave my side.

I can’t hear it, he obviously can. I checked, weather radar shows a small cell headed this way ten miles out.

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I hate riding in the rain, hate riding in the rain in the dark next to the morning rush even more. Looks like I’m driving in.

Cleburne; peerless 4am intruder-stopper and now weather dog 😎


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