Off His Game

Last night we had one heck of a thunderstorm. Outside. A real one. Cheyenne got more rain in one hour than we’ve gotten for three months. Which is good; we needed it. But the lightning was ridiculous. It was flashing constantly, like a strobe light, and the thunder was just one continuous rumble.

Wyomingites are total junkies for severe weather – we’re the type of people that go outside when there’s a tornado warning because we want to see it. This is why a whole bunch of people posted pictures of cuts and bruises on Facebook during last year’s big hail storm. Kind of like turkeys looking up at the rain.

But even I was a little freaked out by last night. And so was Obi. Oddly, Oliver the stress ball was fine.

When you combine the stress and sleeplessness of last night with the fact that I woke up at 4 a.m. and decided just to get up – feeding the cats before they asked, sitting quietly listening to the birds, watching the sunrise for the first time in a decade – it is understandable if Obi is a little off his game.

This happened this morning:

That’s right. Oliver won Battle Condo. No one was as baffled as him.

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It’s Thunder Thursday! I’ve been trying to remember to share the latest Simon’s Cat for two weeks. And tadaaaaaaa! Today is the day.

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Good thoughts to the folks in Wheatland tonight as they recover from having a tornado drop into their laps this afternoon. Hopefully the injuries and the property damage will heal quickly.

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Doodle Thunder

I’ve been out of town at a conference since Saturday. I’m sad to say The Boy reports that Kitten Thunder was less than inspired to do blog-worthy things while I was gone. It goes back to the age old question: If a kitten is cute in the living room but his blogger isn’t there to write about it, does anyone squee?

I made the mistake yesterday of talking to The Boy about his new car when I walked in the door. After five minutes I heard a “ME!” just before Oliver tried to climb me. Yes, Oli, you are the most important man in my life. Absolutely.

So, around Tuesday – judging by the doodles – I really started to miss the boys:

And cows. Evidently I missed cows. And pigs. But mostly cats.

Thanks, Mom and Dad, for paying for that art degree.

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It’s Thunder Thursday! Rather than find a friend with a new cat for introduction, I’m shamelessly plugging my Pinterest board. I warn you, bloggy friends, that you should not take entering the Pinterest world lightly. Once you start it is really hard to stop.

It is kind of like the first year of professional Facebooking, when I thought in posts. Composed posts in the car. Carried bar napkins of posts in my purse…just kidding, I don’t carry a purse!

So the Pinterest board made special for Kitten Thunder is this one. The others are my other interests – I do have them, you know. I’m NOT a crazy cat lady. I don’t know if it helps my cause or hurts it that you’ll find out about my Dr. Who and Star Wars obsessions…

On the boards? You’ll see the thinks that make me ooh, or ahh, or giggle. Like this: