Thursday, July 17, 2014

we don't like thunderstorms

[this is for Barry, marooned by the weather in Dallas].  Poor Walter Gomez.  Every time there's a thunderstorm, or even a thunderstorm in the offing (for this evening's effort suddenly veered off to Pecos, leaving only a rainbow), he takes refuge.  Usually, as here, it's on the top shelf of the shoe rack in my closet.  All the other kitties decide that they're going to be as macho as possible about extreme weather, but not our Walt ...

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