Night time feeding in a storm = good times?

All of sudden, around 9 pm, a storm blows up. A serious storm - crazy wind, lightening, thunder and a downpour.

I like the rain. I like walking out in it, so I tell John stay down here with the kids, I will feed everything and such.

Just walking up the muddy hillside was a feat.

I get up and can't find a flashlight to turn on the lights.

The wind was blowing so hard, I could barely close the barn doors