I forgot where it was that I heard or read this (I think it was a meme), but what is it up with cats and storms? It’s like they love and hate them.
We’ve been having some stormy weather since last night with heavy rain and high winds, and on the one hand/paw, Tabs seems terrified when the rain is coming down in buckets, and the wind is howling and blowing water into the windows like a fire hose. On the other hand, he loves it.
He alternates between cowering under his cat tower, and staring outside from his window perch to get a better view.
As much as he seems afraid of the storm, he can’t resist wanting to be out there in it.
It’s like he craves the excitement, and he wants the storm to keep getting bigger and bigger. Even though it terrifies him!
I had to straighten up some things on the deck this morning that the wind had blown around, and when I opened the screen door, Tabs bolted past me.
Of course, as soon as he got out there and got water on his delicate paws, he was like, “What the hell!?”
When it storms like this, I’m pretty sure he blames me for it, like the storm is somehow my fault. 🙂
He gets so fired up! I think it’s just because of the amount of movement, you know? Like the trees swaying and the water coming down and the loud noises? It drives his kitty senses wild.
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,