Wanna know if it's going to rain, guaranteed?
Just ask us if we have tickets to a baseball game.
No doubt about it, the heavens will open soon after the first pitch is thrown out at 7:05 pm. I didn't pay attention to our power over the weather and moved the sheep to the pasture sans shed just before we left. Yes, yes, I felt responsible enough for their completely predictable plight that I moved them back, in the dark, shortly after we got home. Not sure who was more soaked at that point: us or the sheep.