Suddenly, this evening, Scout went and sat in one of her safe places. When my husband tried to get her to come so she could go out for the last time in the evening, she growled at him.
This is not like her.
It rained and rained and rained Thursday evening. There were flash flood warnings in the morning. It was supposed to storm a lot on Friday night too, but most of it went around us.
The weekend prediction was that the humidity and the temperature would get lower. It should be (I hope) a nice morning to have church on the lawn.
Then, suddenly, Scout did her weird "safe place" act. I was sure that it was not supposed to rain tonight.
So, we finally got Scout to go outside.
I should listen to her more often, I think.
I think she knows more than I give her credit for.