It’s the last blooming of the grasses around here, so Ira, Abishag and I all share the sneezing fits. According to the ‘net, a cat sneezing once means rain’s coming; three times and the humans are going to catch cold.
Nope. Never had that happen.
Anyway, we couldn’t count the number of sneezes among us. Guess superstition will have to wait until the pollen count goes lower.
Cat sneezes are as good as most “meteorologists” in some parts.
Oh, that is so painfully true! Meteorologists are almost as disliked as dentists in some circles. I wonder if they admit their profession at parties?