Or should I say thundershower? Here in the Pacific Northwest, we don't get the kind of thunderstorms others get. Ours are short, mild and very infrequent - thundershowers instead of thunderstorms. So, even though Bodie just turned one year old, he had never experienced one before yesterday afternoon. He was in the backyard when the wind picked up. The trees were whipped around, rain started to pelt down, and there was one clap thunder and then a second. We went to the backdoor to bring him in but he was running and jumping and pouncing and biting at the air; there is no better way to describe it other than frolicking!
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