This July storm could be seen coming from far away (emerging!) and looked like a witch's brew being stirred in the sky. The air smelled sharp. You can see flashes of lightening, and you can hear the wind and my dog Podunk crying in the background. Thunder is scary! As soon as I finished taping, I went inside and cuddled poor Popo.
Here is Pigpen in mid June, wrestling with a squirrel's tail he caught himself. The Piglet is feeling very pleased with himself and being silly. If Piggy's antics aren't a feline definition of "satisfaction", I don't know what is.