How I single-handedly scared off Hurricane Irene
So last weekend The Gerret collided with Hurricane Irene and I'm guessing you know who won. I knew you did.
Anyways, Stump documented the whole thing over on Bourbon, Dogs and Art (click here), even if he did downplay my role in saving pretty much everything he holds sacred. But that's okay. I'm a dog. This is my job. To protect, and serve, and run in circles with crazed abandon until even hurricanes decide it might just be safer to tiptoe past quietly and move on down the road.
P.S. - Maggie helped.