I think everyone is grateful for the rain we've gotten this weekend. Everyone, that is, except Memphis. He does not like thunderstorms. Or being inside. While the thunder was clapping and the rain was pouring this afternoon I found Memphis under a table in the living room. And I found Derby in the huskybutts' cage.
I was just petting and talking to Keyara. I don't know how to explain this but she smells like snow.
