I was across the state for a very quick trip and got home early this evening. The kittehs greeted me before they remembered that they had to be mad at me.
Then they remembered.
I settled on the couch and pulled a blanket over me. The kittehs were thundering. Then, Oli saw me. I was forgiven. He contemplated me. And the blanket. Then he looked to his brother who was waiting to continue the thunder.
The grey kitten thought hard. I won. Obi decided it was the right decision and joined us.
Awww. Snuggle thunders are the best.