Abishag had been unable to eat much the first days of July. (May have been the heat and humidity.) She got a bit better last Saturday, eating normally and back to being philosophical.
Which philosophy came in quite useful, as either an EF-1, or an EF-2 tornado, or a very destructive straight line wind hit on Sunday.
My opinion is it was a tornado brushing past, strewing debris and uprooting large trees like the one in the photo.
Abishag was unflappable during and after the storm, even when the power went out. I had to take my cue from her – couldn’t let a little elderly black cat out-brave me, could I?
Abishag, Ira and Kezia 