Rushing Water Sound

Blogging Friends.... "Better late than never", as that phrase goes? Here is my previously unfinished story about Rose!! Love you later.

It was around 2:00 AM. Although I did not know that yet. I had been having a weird, crazy dream. Details from which I, as per usual, don't remember. Because I seldom ever do!! Then, suddenly--sans any warning--I was abruptly awakened by Rose running out of my bedroom. Groggy from sleep, I initially thought that perhaps Rose needed outside. Wrong. Rose always slowly wanders through my bedroom doorway when she needs outside. And if I were not so groggy from sleep I'd have known that!! Like some preprogrammed robot, I peeled my warm blankets off. I stepped out of bed to find Rose. See. This preprogrammed robot has pulled herself out of bed during ungodly hours countless times. For various reasons. Because Rose needs outside. When she has to vomit. Or because we are experiencing thunder and lightning. Ah, the joys of being Rose's Mama!! And I love it!! Immediately upon stepping foot into our dining room/kitchen, my ears heard something. Something loud. Still groggy from sleep, I thought, Where is that rushing water sound coming from? Suddenly, my internal Sherlock Holmes took complete command over that groggy head of mine. I'm afraid I even forgot about poor Rose for few minutes. Whoops. I was wide awake now, my mind on investigation mode. For I had a mystery to solve!! I looked around. Our screened kitchen window was open as early, early, early morning air wafted through it. Where is that rushing water sound coming from? I had wondered. Shortly thereafter, I solved my mystery!! It was the familiar sound of pouring down rain against our backyard patio roof!! Which terrifies Rose, because she is seemingly convinced that thunder and lightning will follow. Even though we do not reside in a location such as Roswell, New Mexico where it was dangerously in close proximity to my grandparents' house. Or despite the mere fact that thunder and lightning doesn't frequently occur around here. Rose is still seemingly convinced. Myself on the other hand? I love, love, love a good rainstorm!! I looked at our oven's neon green digital clock. What time is it? I thought. 2:00 AM. Completely captivated by this awesome rainstorm--and remembering that our local news station weatherman predicted Sunday thundershowers--I made a beeline toward the living room window. I then thought about poor Rose. If there was/is thunder and lightning, then my terrified little girl is going to need some consoling. Which means. As thunder and lightning storms can persist for hours on end, I will not be returning to bed anytime soon!! I stared out our window toward the skies. Now. I do not know whether this is fact or fiction, but I heard once that in the event of lightning, to stay away from windows. Why? Because, apparently, you could get struck by lightning. But, being the rebel that I am, I seldom ever abide by that fact or fiction!! It makes absolute zero sense to me, anyway!! Besides. Thunder and lightning may terrify poor Rose, but I am totally mesmerized by this--to quote Dusty from Twister--"Wonder of nature, baby!" Truth be told? I haven't got any fear!! I've been known to step outside and watch lightning bolts stretch out across ebony skies--whether it be here or in Roswell, New Mexico--which I never do anymore!! But stand by windows during thunderstorms? When I'm not stroking Rose's velvet-soft fur--which I always am--I occasionally still do that!! Because. Why not?! I never did witness any lightning bolts out our living room window. However. I did see rain roll off of our Chevrolet van--illuminated by a streetlight--as though somebody had been dumping bucket water on it!! I just stood there--while Rose was cowering down the hall--and whispered "wow...." Then, the unexpected occurred. Ebony clouds opened up and I witnessed a nearly full moon!! You know what? The moon is so much more incredible at 2 AM then 8 PM!! Who would have thought....? Again, I just stood there and whispered "wow...." At last I walked down the hall to find Rose. I touched her body. Tremors were not making their way through my mutt's body. She is fine. See. I understand that Rose is terrified of thunder and lightning. Its booms are, after all, quite loud!! And there is absolutely nothing that I--or anybody--can do about Rose's Noise Phobia issues. But rain--however hard it falls--is rain. Alright? And it pours a lot around here!! Winter. Spring. Occasionally Summer. Rainy weather is--to us--quite "normal"!! So I neither understand, nor allow, Rose to freak out over rain!! I grabbed her red collar. I gently, yet firmly, lead Rose back to my bedroom. I decided to close the hollow wooden door. This way, Rose will be confined in my bedroom. She won't aimlessly wander through our house. Or trip somebody in the pitch black darkness!! This was where Rose relaxed and fell asleep. As did I!! Where is that rushing water sound coming from? I had wondered with a groggy head. This question now brings me laughter. Because. That question was not too far from the truth!! As our skies had opened up, there truly was rushing water outside!! Literally!! For it sounded like we were in close proximity to some rushing river or a flowing waterfall!! Thanks, Rose. For giving me the opportunity to experience a mighty 2 AM rainstorm and nearly full moon....