Had one of those ‘a tornado is coming’ dreams. A theme that recurs, but hasn’t for a while. The cat is always the hardest animal to capture in those scenarios. I can wrestle the dog to the basement, but I can’t run down the cat on my best day. I think if it came down to me or the cat living through a weather disaster I’d have to go with me. He’s had a good run. If he wants to take on a tornado I think he’s earned that right. Of course I’d still look for the little shit till the last possible second because I’m attached to him. 16 some odd years old and still in better shape than I am… You wouldn’t know he was that old to look at him, or based on how he acts.