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The origins of the phrase 'raining cats and dogs' leads to more weather woes

Our little granddaughter Casey doesn’t like it when it is raining outside. She chants, “Rain, rain, go away, Casey is going out to play!” The rain reminds me of when I first came to Canada and lived in Vancouver.

            Our little granddaughter Casey doesn’t like it when it is raining outside. She chants, “Rain, rain, go away, Casey is going out to play!”

            The rain reminds me of when I first came to Canada and lived in Vancouver. Rain is more common than sunshine in that part of Canada. It rains only twice a year in Vancouver, but rain lasts from August through April and May through July. It is usually only a drizzle, but he first time I experienced a heavy downpour my friend said that it was ‘raining cats and dogs.’ Of course being a bit naïve I had to take a look outside to check if that was true.

            “Where did that expression come from?” I wondered. I asked around, but nobody could really tell me how the saying came to be. A couple of supposed origins say that the phrase is derived from various mythologies. Dogs and wolves were attendants to Odin, who was the god of storms, and Viking seafarers associated the dogs and wolves with rain. It was believed that witches often took the form of cats, especially black cats, and were supposed to ride with the wind. However, there does not appear to be any support for mythological origins, so I had to look elsewhere.

            In Norway, the old mountain farms had thatched roofs. For the uninitiated, a Norwegian thatched roof was made of wood planks with sod on top for insulation, and of course grass grew there. Goats did at times jump up on the roof to graze, but the pigs never made it. A heavy downpour might cause even sure-footed goats to slide off the roof, but I had never heard any Norwegian saying that it rained goats! 

            A thatched roof in England was constructed differently than Norwegian roofs, in as much as they were made of thick straw, piled high, with no wood underneath. That was where the little animals would camp out to keep warm. Therefore, all the pets like dogs and cats as well as mice, rats and bugs lived in the roof (not the ceiling). It often rains in England, and the roof would become slippery with a heavy downpour. Sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. This is the best I can do to explain the origin of the phrase “it’s raining cats and dogs!”

            But when it gets colder the rain turns into snow, and that’s kind of flaky! Thankfully there are no cats or dogs involved in a heavy snowfall. A blizzard should not be confused with a whiteout. A blizzard is a severe snow storm with winds in excess of 35 miles (or 55 kilometres) per hour and visibility of less than a quarter of a mile (or 400 metres) for more than three hours. 

            The word whiteout is often described in a telephone text message as OMGICSAFT (Oh my god I can’t see a friggen’ thing), to which a reply would be DBSPOAW (don’t be stupid, pull over and wait), followed by IHAHTW (I’ll have a hot toddy waiting). TISH (that is so heavenly) would be the reply to that message. Of course after doing all this texting while driving he’d end up in the ditch texting TIDE (truck in ditch, Ethel). Well, Ethel is not who is being texted, but it looks good in the text message. TBA (too bad).

            An Inuit might use different abbreviations in a whiteout, such as GAS (Ganik, aputi, siku, or “snow falling,” “snow on the ground,” and “ice in general”). I myself would take that to mean that they are having a gas, as in a good-time party, Inuit-style. Oh well!

            We have all heard about Trump wanting to build a fence between Mexico and the US. What you didn’t know is that years ago North Dakotans got tired of leaning into the wind and seeing their topsoil blow away. And as a result of the cold wind their chickens were not laying eggs as they normally should. They figured the wind was continually coming down from Canada, and there was nothing to stop or divert the wind. 

            The North Dakota governor called a meeting of all the farmers in the state. After a lengthy discussion a motion was made and carried that they would build a fence across the north border of the state of North Dakota. They all agreed that the fence should stop the cold wind. It could have worked, and the barbed wire (duh) that they used was indeed strong enough, but the wind kept on coming. A committee was struck to find out why the wind kept coming. Upon completion of the inspection the committee found that the reason for the continuing wind was that some of the farmers along the upper border kept leaving their gates open!

            A few stories to make you smile. Ole went up to the bar and ordered 21 shots of Akevitt, and downed them all as fast as he could. “What’s the hurry?” asked the bartender. 

            “You’d drink fast as well, if you have what I have!” answered Ole.

            “Oh? What’ve you got?” inquires the bartender.

            “Just fifty cents!” answered Ole.

             “I’m going out!” said Per. 

            “You’re going out with those holes in your socks?” asked his mother. 

            “No!” answered Per, “I’m going out with Lena!”

            A little girl was spending the afternoon with her grandmother, and she coughed and spread germs all over the table. “When I cough,” said the grandmother, “I cover my mouth with my hand. That’s what you must do as well!” 

            “No,” said the little girl, “I don’t have to do that ‘cause I don’t have dentures!”

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