Smooch and JohnnyCashCat in the house together can mean only one thing: stormy weather.
I think they both understood the impending weather doom
and generally behaved themselves,
though Johnny had the potential of turning into his own kind of storm –
something on the order of a Cat 4.
Luckily for all of us, Hurricane Johnny turned around and never made landfall.
March roars in like a lion.
Smooch was at the eye of the storm,
unsure of which to fear most – the cat...
...or the forecast.
In the end, the cat asked to go outside and the storm wasn't nearly as bad as predicted.