Thursday, March 11, 2010

Spring blows into Memphis

Griffin, our family dog, is a tiger when he spots cats, squirrels, or motorcycles. Thunderstorms, on the other hand, turn him into a terrified monster. Last night, at 12:20 a.m. when the first spring storm blew in off the Mississippi, he lost his mind, barking like a madman. I finally got up, gathered up his bed, and settled him down with me. Thunderstorms, tornado watches, barking dog, crocus blooming: Spring has arrived in Memphis.

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