"Wake Up, It's Storming!"

We had a bad thunderstorm last night and I do not have the luxury of sleeping thru them any more. Molly has seen to that. As soon the first peel of thunder rolled across the sky, Molly was on the bed waking me up to make sure I knew it was storming. The next time she woke me up, I think she was trying to sit on my head. For all I know, she was trying to fart in my face to pay me back for not waking up the first time. The third time she woke me up, I got the message. I was supposed to be awake so she could sleep. Luckily, Molly was able to sleep thru the last of it. I am just glad I could help.