The forecast for today was thunderstorms and possibly heavy rain. You just have to paint a gobblin' gobbler on a day like this. Even though it's June, I know those old gobblers are exploding with every rumble. My poor dog, April, is really scared of thunder. She is an impurebred Black Something. She was hand delivered to my ditch about five years ago during turkey season. Even though she was only about six weeks old, she laid by and guarded a gobbler, all day, that we had taken the morning we found her. She's been my runnin' buddy ever since. Right now she's hiding in the basement wondering when I'm going to finish today's painting!
