I am bummed. I had a big celebration on September 1st because I thought it was the end of monsoon season. No more thunder. And it was good for a few days. I was happy I didn’t have to worry about a big monster reaching out of the sky and grabbing me – and squeezing me to little bits.
Then it happened. It came back. Not only thunder, but loud rain pounding down on the roof – so loud that I wanted to curl up into a little ball and hide. But I can’t. There’s nowhere to hide from that stuff. Guess I’ll have another party. This time I’m going to use party horns and noisemakers. Maybe they’ll be loud enough to chase away the thunder.