Raindrops on roses and whiskers on deranged wild animals

So just as I was falling asleep, I see a flash of lightning, followed by violent thunder. I jump up only to realize it's not a dream. I see more lightning and I decide to cover some of the patio furniture because it's not meant for rainy weather.

I open my door to check out the thunderstorm, even though I am very afraid of lightning. Just as I step out on the porch, it begins to hail heavy, half-melted chunks of ice (I live in the mountains). I take another step out, it rains hard and suddenly I see a flash of light and deer charging off my and my neighbor's lawns. There are maybe half a dozen and they look agitated and frantic. Their fur is damp and dishevelled. They run off into the steep mountainside, while the last and smallest one lingers for just a second longer. It turns its head to look at me through the corner of an anxious eye, lets out and angry snort and then charges in the same direction as the others. It was so eerie, I was sure the next lightning bolt would tear open the night sky and reveal to the world the apocalypse.

But it didn't.

So I went to the kitchen, ate some pumpkin seeds, and watched my dog lick his ass for the next 20 minutes.