tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32804163.post1442027083884168918..comments2023-08-25T06:25:04.504-05:00Comments on BaxterKnits: Poor Old MerlinCindy Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04450702213130426082noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32804163.post-5138389583394831822010-04-10T10:41:03.521-05:002010-04-10T10:41:03.521-05:00poor kitty. Our cat, Cosmic, also hates thunder a...poor kitty. Our cat, Cosmic, also hates thunder and lightning. In fact, he slinks down to the basement before the thunder is audible to us and he cowers down there until the storm is over. We can't convince him to come upstairs, even if cradled in our arms. He must still be afraid of getting wet outside--something in the memory of the species.gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00388513735575276301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32804163.post-42359479737160417952010-04-08T08:23:12.681-05:002010-04-08T08:23:12.681-05:00Cindy. A bunch of us (Eliz, Dale, Linda, Mary) are...Cindy. A bunch of us (Eliz, Dale, Linda, Mary) are meeting at the Ear tomorrow night 6-8:30 and then to Culver's for ice cream after. Wanna go?Molly Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11759768335962930168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32804163.post-23870055039288074302010-04-08T07:40:49.896-05:002010-04-08T07:40:49.896-05:00Poor boy. We had thunder a week ago, and Sonny wa...Poor boy. We had thunder a week ago, and Sonny was outside on the porch. He heard that rumble. got scared, and came in to sit with me.junior_goddesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00014909174642487572noreply@blogger.com