THIS IS MY BLOG! It will contain whatever *I* want to say. Remember, you are a GUEST. If you have some mental problem with my topics, words or personality, I suggest you click off my site and find something better to do on the Web.
Play nicely, or I will advertise your logged IP here for spammers to catch, along with banning it.
Gimmicks
Tuesday, June 18, 2002
Last night, Simba's reaction to the thunderstorm overhead was a bit disconcerting. At first, he was all over us, whining and trying to sit on our laps. No biggie, this is his usual. He is terribly frightened of storms.
At its most intense, I had to use the bathroom. Simba followed me and stepped into our two-seated shower. Then he refused to come out. He stood, then sat, then stood, but would NOT come out for five minutes, despite our coaxing. We've never seen him do that before!
Ten minutes later, he went back in there on his own. I managed to get a photo, too. He stayed a few minutes, then came out and laid on my feet as the loud storm moved away.
This morning, he won't get in the shower stall. Last night's storm cover doesn't interest him now. Kinda freaky! Sunshine - Walking on Sunshine -
6/18/2002 09:12:00 AM
