OMG WTF THERE IS A FREAKING MONSOON OUTSIDE. I am not even kidding... I had to go out with my dad earlier to get an eye exam and I felt like I was in a documentary about the rains of Africa or somewhere like that, or possibly the redux of the Great Flood. It almost never rains here, and now it has been raining since Friday night, and the streets have turned into rivers because we haven't got a proper drainage system anywhere in this godsforsaken city, and no one knows quite what to do except stay inside and hope it goes away. It's all very surreal.
Watching from inside, though, it is strangely pretty, and was especially so last night when we had the thunder and lightning bit. I can't get enough of watching thunderstorms... comes of having an affinity with water and an attraction to energy. *_*
And something completely different:
Woof woof! You're a Bernese!
No bones about it, you're a good-hearted, people-loving Bernese Mountain Dog. Down-to-earth and loyal, no one works or plays harder than you do. You put your nose tothe grindstone when it really counts, but you never neglect your social calendar. Simultaneously strong and sweet, you're very tuned-in to the feelings and needs of the other dogs you run with. Without having to be asked, you always have a helping paw to lend and a sympathetic shoulder to lean on. "Communication" is your middle name, and when that's paired with your unswerving devotion, you get a breed that everyone respects and trusts. Woof!
What Breed of Dog Are You?