The day was warm and muggy. We didn't have any more rain all afternoon. I was convinced that we were done with all of the bad weather and that the insignificant little storm we had in the morning was all we were going to get. The weatherman warned us that there was a line of storms approaching from the west, but I was skeptical. At some point in the evening, the news people started breaking into the regularly scheduled program to bring weather updates about what was happening out to the west, and our weather radio started going off with various watches and warnings. We pulled up the radar and noticed that the line of storms had grown and was coming our way. They were predicting that the storms would reach our area sometime around 10. We decided to take the puppies out around 9 or 9:30, hoping that they could then hold it until after midnight, which is when they were predicting the storms to end.
Once the storms started, they started with a vengeance. The lightening was so close that the ensuing thunder shook the windows. The rain was torrential, and the wind was trying hard to not be outdone by the rain and the thunder. The storms didn't stop until the next morning sometime around 4 or 5. Our area ended up with around 8 inches of rain.
This entire week has been a blur of mosquitoes and steamy weather with storms off and on in between. The puppies haven't been able to play much in the yard for obvious reasons. We have been playing with them in the house quite a bit and have been playing fetch in the hallway with each one so that they at least get some exercise. The roadways have been a mess, and the weather has been too unstable to take them anywhere fun like the beach. We can't wait for puppy school so that we can take them on an outing.