Most of the time the cats are constantly playing chase with one another, sometimes wrestling around on the floor. Nothing mean-spirited, just lots of activity. However... For the past three evenings we've been inundated with considerable rain. The…
Most of the time the cats are constantly playing chase with one another, sometimes wrestling around on the floor. Nothing mean-spirited, just lots of activity. However...
For the past three evenings we've been inundated with considerable rain. The days are hot, in the low 90s, then as the evening approaches thunderstorms build up over the area and unleash their considerable rain and lightening. Yesterday was the worst with strong winds and hail. When I went out this morning to look around there was tree litter everywhere.
When the bad weather arrives in force all the little ones gather together for support, usually in twos, sometimes even more. I found Bo (head up but eyes closed) with his clowder mate Nicholas, tightly cuddled in one of the cat beds next to me.
Little creatures like the cats and dogs don't like stormy weather. They instinctively know to go to ground and find cover until the rainstorms are done. This is why I find neighborhood fireworks on the Fourth of July and New Years Eve particularly distasteful. The explosions are as loud, if not louder, and far more continuous than a weather event.
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