We were under a high wind advisory last night. It's not enough that we have blizzards and hail interspersed with lovely warm weather that lasts just long enough to give you hope that Illinois is not a frozen wasteland and that Spring will come one day. Now we have gusts of wind blowing so hard people's roofs are blowing away, lawn furniture is rolling down the street, and trampolines are being folded in half like giant tacos. I half expected to wake up in Oz. The wind was shrieking around the house so hard it sounded like a hundred screaming women on broomsticks flying around outside. The dogs did not like it. While we were watching television, Rigger was trying to wedge himself between the coffee table and the sofa and underneath our legs. He actually put one foot on the sofa as if he were about to climb into our laps, but that is a no-no. No dogs on the sofa - especially not a dog who can make the sofa collapse. Kerry went up to bed before I d
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