My cat is terrified of thunderstorms. She isn’t particularly afraid of anything else. Actually, she’s usually kind of an asshole who attacks our friends and family at random, although she’s mellowed out a little in her old age. But she spent half the day on the couch with me today, cuddling and keeping me company while I try to recover from my bad cold, and looking for comfort from me once the storms started. We had one bad thunderstorm this afternoon, complete with hail, and my sometimes vicious little monster of a cat lay in my lap crying while I petted her until it was over. Even though she can be a jerk, I still love her, and days like today remind me of why.

I’m still sick and still exhausted and still determined to make this work. I’m laying on my couch watching The Simpsons, hence the ridiculous post title, which was just said in the episode I’m watching. Usagi has decided to join me.