Tis the season for afternoon/evening thunderstorms in Florida. If my little guy could climb this high, he would be in the sink as well. Poor thing. He is a nervous wreck every afternoon right now. He paces, shakes and whines. It rained late into the night a couple of nights ago. I had to pack pillows around him and then my own arms (thank goodness he is small) so that he could calm down. He finally fell asleep with his head on my shoulder. Needless to say, it was a long night.
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