nasty weather

[bodacioussylph]

It hailed overnight, and again this morning. The forecasted thunderstorms also arrived, with the predictable result that the cats are freaked out. Smokey and Sundance were trying to crowd onto my lap with Maggie, Taurus is more skittish than normal, and I can't find Mirage, which means she's probably squeezed into the smallest hole she can find.

It's freezing in here. Maggie's feet are like ice, but when I put socks on her she pulls them off. Sigh.

Must bake! Hmmm...butterscotch brownies?