It poured yesterday, all day, until around 4. Lots of lightning and thunder, too, which scares Pilchard terribly. She was fine for a bit, being cuddled in my lap, but one particularly strong crack/boom combo caused her to leap off my lap and run frantically around the house looking for a place to hide. My friend, Sheila, suggested a tent of some sort where she could go. She goes under the settee right now but doesn't stay there. If I could just get her to stay in my lap and know that I'm here and it will be okay, she might get used to this, over time. And then I wonder if my attempts to calm her only make it worse. None of my other cats has ever reacted like this. They have been scared when the winds and weather collide but never to the degree Pilchard is. I just want to help her, but I don't know how. After the heavy storm passed, she just wanted to be in my lap, to have her ears scratched and to sleep.
So, what does one do on a terribly thundery and rainy day, one cross-stitches. A couple more hours of work and I've turned corner number three.
Beverage: Cranberry Grape Juice
Deb
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