It is an awful storm for her to deal with. She's just a little kitty and when the lightening flashes and the thunder roars and hail falling, she heads for under the dining table. When we get one of our many tornadoes I can't get her in my lap for safekeeping...it's under the big table.
Her human brother is here though- and after he comes out of the shower (he got started before the storm started) she will get a lot of attention if she is up for that.
We are all getting ready for the big wedding next Saturday. Everyone has their suits and ties and pretty dresses. I swear I cannot remember what the bride will be carrying for flowers!
I am excited for them..their honeymoon will be in Europe for several weeks. No tours or whirlwind. They want to be in the heart of London and that's where they booked their horribly expensive hotel BUT it is within a stone's throw of everything they are interested in (all of us as a family are actually) British history. Any History really, but British history is my history as that is my lineage. All of the famous buildings and artifacts within reach..walking distance. But when they leave the reception..it will be a new era and one I will have to adjust to. My baby will be gone. That is the way it should be and I am deeply lovingly appreciative of it.
Peace, friends. So glad I have you.