This Time, I'm Bringing the Unicorn
Bobby initially thought that Lancelot had been working on licking the blankets. He's been sleeping at the bottom of our bed at night, and he gets into these obsessive licking phases where he'll lick something for an hour, until it's dripping. Then Bobby realized that it was a little too wet to blame on Lance.
I was in the middle of a dream when I woke up because Bobby was flipping the lights on to check the roof, then off again to keep from waking me (I presume). I was in an attic somewhere with Bobby and Erin, and a long black snake with yellow stripes dropped down in front of us. I grabbed it so that it wouldn't reach them, and it bit me. It was a rattlesnake (no it wasn't; rattlesnakes look nothing like this, but in Dreamland, it was a rattlesnake). It somehow bit both of my hands. The weird thing is that I could feel my hands going numb in the dream.
Then I woke up, and the roof was leaking, and the dog was soaking wet.
When Bobby checked CoCoRaHS this morning, we'd already received 1.5 inches of rain. Squinting out the window at the meter now, it looks like we've gotten about .3 inches since then. When I went into the Elves' room this morning, their ceiling was leaking too. Some reports are saying we could get 8 inches (~20 cm). We just planted some winter-hardy vegetables the other day, and we're most worried that the seeds will wash away, although Bobby made some makeshift covers for them with old sheets yesterday.
Bobby just called to let me know that he arrived safely at work. He took one of our weather radios with him this morning, and on the ride to work, it came on and announced that a waterspout had been spotted near the Bay Bridge.
This post was originally posted on Dreamwidth and, using my Felagundish Elf magic, crossposted to LiveJournal. You can comment here or there!