Inside my brain I’m pacing like my little bulldog Lu does. The only sound, the clicking of my claws on the bare wood floors. Room to room around and back with no aim or purpose. I go to the back door and look out at the rain, yes! Rain! Finally it rains! A few days ago a group of people gathered in a park not far from here and did a rain dance. For real. There were drums and feathers, and then there was rain. This morning the earth shook, I heard it before I felt it. Rwar. Mr. Chips wasn’t here but if he was that’s what he would have said. It’s his favorite word. It means Dinosaurs.