Sparrow - Weather Forecast Epic Fail Notebook

The story of the wet sparrow on a wooden deck. I well aware of the notion that one shall believe a meteorological report with a grain of salt. Unfortunatelly I had not a single grain of salt before my scheduled flight... So I was caught in the thunderstorm. The flight was really a heavy chop. Rough air, bumpings and turbulences, thunderbolts and heavy rain. For the first time in my precious life, full of hair-raising adventures, I saw cats and dogs raining or falling from the clouds right down on the ground. What a flight I made! I drenched to the last feather and almost went deaf because of thunder blasts. By the way, do you have any seeds to feed me? It seems I could dab an elephant right now. And what about you? How much do you trust weather forecasts?