Whew!
It turns out that the 2foots that control the weather say that they will not let Ike come to my burrow. When he gets to me it will only be a big, rainy, windy monster, but not a hurried-can. I can handle that. I just didn't want to leave my burrow. I don't really like my flying box and the tin box with wheels too much. And I thought the hurried-can monster might want me to leave so it could tear up stuff. I will be okay. I am not afraid of big wet windy monsters, if they are not hurried-cans. The woof is though. I will have to tell him to buck up. He is such a wussy woof.
Gretchen
Gretchen