The month of April is full of tumultuous weather. How do your hounds handle thunderstorms? This week's poem is all about storms from the perspective of a Greyt!
Thunderstorm
By Katie Gilstrap
A sprinkle of rain -
A flash in the sky -
A thunderous roar -
And suddenly I
Can sense that a storm
Is just up ahead.
I need to take shelter!
(I'll hide in your bed).
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