Yoho stayed inside during the storms, and munched out on softened
crunchies. He found the unused cat bed by the window, and proceeded to
chase his tail, a hind paw and loose threads.

He was slapped twice by Dulce Mae, and growled at by Little Boy and Bucky.
This didn't bother him as he was having FUN climbing up and down my arms.

Buster was out in the rain, rolling in a puddle of water. Weird cat.

Miss Emily and the kittens hunkered down in their dry, padded pet carrier.
Miss Emily meowed her disapproval of the boomy noises, and requested that I
make them go away.

All the other cats were terrified and nervous. Little Feet hid under the
bed spread. Dulce Mae stuck her head under to see if he was okay, then
joined him.

We had a good light show, the sirens came on for a while and the wind was
up. But nobody got hurt, and Buster was the only cat who got wet.

Hugs and Purrs,
Mark