|Feeder flipped by lightning strike, July 4/2015|
Luckily, no one has been injured (that is, other than the pelting I took by the golf-ball sized hail on June 27th) & the animals are all none the worse for wear.
The horses had been standing in the pasture when lightning struck & flipped one of the feeders but, at that point, they decided to take refuge in the bush for the remainder of the day.
|A perfect porcine palace for 2|
|I cannot convince the two of them that they look fairly well fed|
She lay by the door, nervously checking out the window & breaking explosive, evil smelling wind every few minutes.
Manic slept through the entire afternoon,
obliviously curled up on the back of the couch.
The power was only out this time for a little more than 5 hours, which we spent reading, playing games by candlelight, & supping on pizza baked on the barbecue. The only real hardship is that the well pump is electric. No water = conservative flushing. The stock troughs all had plenty of water (thanks to the relentless, pounding rain), but I didn't see hide nor hair of any of the critters again until this morning.
Note to self: We ought to buy a big back-up generator...
All in all, I can safely say that I've spent worse days.... but still, I think I would just as soon go back to a regularly scheduled summer now, without all the weather drama.