If I am tired enough, I can sleep through a middle-of-the-night thunderstorm. (My brown-eyed hubby just shakes his head in disbelief the next morning when I respond to his daily morning weather commentary with two words— “What storm?”)
I find it a bit more challenging, however, to sleep when our resident feline starts to howl—loudly—which is what he does during thunderstorms. Need I say that our ot…