Stormy Weather

We've had a week of stormy weather here in South Bali. Really fantastically stormy weather. I'm talking like end of days type storms, blinding lightning and deafening thunder, driving winds and slashing rains. Pretty exciting stuff, except for the dogs. The dogs do not find this exciting. They find it terrifying. And so, terrified, they showed up at my house - - shivering and shaking, wild-eyed, teeth chattering. Lol. They congregated in my house, finding individually a corner to hide in - - Otis at the back of the house between the wall and the bed, Jagger in his usual place beneath the drapes by the rear window, Loki in the bathroom. Even Puyuh showed up, which is unusual, because she is not generally in the habit of coming here, nor is she even very friendly with me. But this storm called for desperate measures, and Puyuh, a big yellow-furred, usually fearless female, rushed into the house just as wild-eyed and panicked as the others, and decided that her place was by the arm of my sofa, where my own arm was readily available for comforting her. I never much liked Puyuh beforehand, and she never much liked me, but I guess a good storm has a way of bringing folks together.