I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I am tired. The humans made awful sounds in the sky last night and wouldn’t let us sleep. Sky horns. Why are humans so loud?
Me: Those were tornado sirens. They only go off when there is a tornado on the ground within the county.
Tiger: Is a tornado that important?
Me: Pretty important.
Wiggles: I didn’t see any tornado. I think. What does it look like?
Me: Like a snake of wind twirling in the sky with its tail in the dirt. Once you’ve seen one, believe me, you’ll never forget it.
Miss Sweetie: Will the sky snake come back tonight?
Doodlebug: It had better not! I’ll catch its tail in my mouth and bite it off!
Me: It doesn’t quite work that way, boy. I wish it did. And thankfully, there are no tornadoes expected around here tonight and, thankfully, no one was killed or seriously hurt by that one last night. There was a lot of damage.
Stella: Why didn’t the sky snake run away when the humans sounded their horns?
Me: The horns are a warning for all of us to take shelter right away in some place sturdy. Tornadoes are whirling winds. They aren’t scared off by sirens. Again, I wish it worked that way.
Stella: I will sleep well tonight. No sky horns. No sky snakes. Peace.
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