This is by me, Angus Mac and I am here to tell ewes about our storms we had last night. Well we were all watching American Pickers wif our Dad and Stellie and Momma were in the recliner a reading as usual. It was really hot today so everyone was feeling kinda lazy. THEN the sun sorta went away, and it started to get darker.
Well the girls ran in their bedroom and were frowing their toys, and chewies, and stuffies, and favorites stuff in a big suitcase to take to the basement and Dad said NO---just get to the basement.
Well there was just one little problem wif that.....our Moms decorating skills of our house. See our kitchen although small also has an overabundance of doors. There is a door to the bafroom (fank goodness) and a door to the porch, and a door to the family room, and a door to the hallway and a door to the basement. Believe it or not!!!! And when Dad yelled get to the basement, he ran into a roadblock.
Good fing I is the adult around here!!!