May 16th The Storm That Came

With a storm predicted, I decided it would be a wise choice to walk Minnie as early as possible. Fortunately I made the right decision because as we were out, the clouds definitely started gathering and were getting ominously darker.

We were home before the rain hit. Unfortunately the same could not be said for George. He had been in Christchurch for the day for work, and flew back early evening, right in the middle of the thunder and lightning that eventually struck. It was his worst flight ever, to the extent that he was worried about being sick.

Meanwhile back home, Minnie and I were snuggled up with all the blinds drawn.