Larry keeps surprising me. The other cats I've had were always scared to death of thunder, and would slink very quickly into the closet at the first loud clap.
Larry jumps up on the window sill, settles in, with his front paws curled under his body, and watches a thunderstorm. He's as happy as can be, just looking up at the lightning, looking down at the street, never even flinches when it thunders.
In fact, I get more scared than he does!
I keep looking at him, waiting to see him flinch - never happens.
I guess it's the former street cat thing. He's fearless!
Larry jumps up on the window sill, settles in, with his front paws curled under his body, and watches a thunderstorm. He's as happy as can be, just looking up at the lightning, looking down at the street, never even flinches when it thunders.
I guess it's the former street cat thing. He's fearless!