by Erin Napier
Before the lightning and thunder, while it was just quiet and muggy outside, both the dogs suddenly bolted. Baker (for the first time ever) tried to come inside our house, so I let him in the laundry room and Chevy flew into his dog craftsman (he would never go inside a building except his), as if they knew something was up. Baker was crying, which is unlike him and then I began to wonder exactly what kind of weather was on its way. I kept hugging him close and he was constantly pawing at me to hold his foot, so I did.
I hate the way cameras give them demon eyes!
Then the wind began to whip, and the air turned cold as the storm blew in.
Isn’t it crazy that dogs know these things?
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I’m Erin Napier, co-owner of Laurel Mercantile Co. and Scotsman Co. with my husband, Ben. I’m an artist and he’s a craftsman and we help people moving to our town find and restore old houses on HGTV’s Home Town. In an effort to count my blessings, this journal has documented only the good things that happen on each and every day of my life since January 1, 2010. I am a wife, a daughter, a homebody, a bubble bath lover, a book reader, a sentimental, stressed out, slightly obsessive southerner. Welcome!