Liquid Sunshine

I guess you could say that I am a pessimist.  I know those half full glass people are just cringing at my words. Rain is not one of my favorite things but I know that it is necessary for other favorite things like the water in my shower. My husband is one of those chief optimists. He calls rain “liquid sunshine.”  I love the man, but would so like to just deck him every time he utters that totally optimistic phrase!  Kidding, but seriously when we woke up on Sunday morning after the trip to Texas, it was raining cats and dogs. 

While I’m at it what does raining cats and dogs mean anyway?

Well, much the same as when a small child asks a question such as why is the sky blue, most of us, unless we are meteorologists can’t come up with an intelligible answer.  There are a lot of theories for this axiom, such as cats and dogs sleeping on thatched roofs and sliding off when it rained.  Yeah sure!  I know my cat wouldn’t be up there in the rain. She’d be right where she is at this very moment, in front of the fireplace.

Then there are the ones that allude to Norse mythology or translations of words, again, that doesn’t sound too plausible to me.

How about tornados?  They can scoop up animals in television movies and drop them elsewhere?  Don’t laugh, it’s probably happened although I am sure the animals will be a little worse for wear.  Fish and frogs have been documented as dropping from the sky, but I can’t for the life of me see how anyone would confuse a cat for a fish or dog for a frog!

Then there is the issue of bad sanitation in the old days that would cause the gutters to be full of dead animals.  While I don’t think anyone can say for sure, I am betting that this could be the answer. I am sure that there may have been a few cats and dogs, but probably rats and pigeons as well.  So maybe they should just alter this saying to read:

“Oh my goodness, it is raining cats, dogs, rats, mice, pigeons, possums…and… garbage!”