I am about to live through (I assume - I'm using The Secret) my first hurricane season. I'm a dozen floors up. So unless Hurricane Joaquin is going to look like something from The Day After Tomorrow, I should be okay. I'm also thrilled that I don't have any dogs to walk this week.
Did you ever try to walk a dog in this weather? Dogs sprout an iron bladder when it is raining. They look at you like you are trying to take them to the vet. Plus like a master procrastinator they take a half hour to do what they can do naturally on a sunny day in two minuts. I love dogs.