The closest to Normal (Illinois) that I've ever been.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

What the hail?

This evening when I took Argos out for our usual run, and the sky erupted in a tremendous storm. There was thunder, lightning and dime-sized pellets of hail. The dog was really freaked out, and we were both soaked to the skin by the time we got home.

When we got home, Argos hid himself in the bedroom and refused to come out. ("Help me! The sky is full of garbage trucks!")