It’s been raining all day and we’re home at last. We had to make two runs to the vet. It was nothing to worry about and it is all done with but driving in oil country in hard rain is nothing but stress. A lot of these transplants have very poor driving skills, no sense of courtesy, and spend a lot of time on the phone. Not that the locals don’t talk and drive but they have a little more sense about it. So it was a day of high tension but we’re home and everyone is safe and dry. Let it rain. Here’s your soundtrack.