It was pouring buckets of cats and dogs with thunder and lightening outside my windows in the wee hours of the morning. I was wide awake when Rob came in and finally got up before 6 am. Bandit did not leave my side as he is terrified of the thunder.
I never thought there would be a break in the torrents of rain coming down so I could get the Aussies out for their first business of the day, but we were lucky and managed to get out and back in by 7 before it started again.
I headed out for my trip to Owen Sound and back by 8:30 am. By the time I got back home I could barely move any part of my body. My muscles were all screaming, feeling like I had been hit by that famous Mack Truck again.