Since you all love Juno more than me, I’ll give you another picture of her.
Here she is in her favorite spot of late, hiding under the couch.
She used to only go under there when thunderstorms hit (which, granted, in Houston is pretty often), but now it’s pretty much a daily thing.
She probably just goes under there to avoid me. My wife thinks the cat hates me because I'm the loudest person in the house, so therefore the scariest. I'm apparently as bad as a thunderstorm.
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