Discovery

Clint is afraid of thunderstorms. We're just having one, and as soon as the first lightning struck, Clint came running and hid beneath the table, snuggling up on my bagpack (currently lying behind the printer), pressing his head low down onto the bag and staring onto the floor gloomily. Oh so cute. 15 years old and still afraid of thunderstorms. But he behaves like a kitten half the time anyway...

Maybe he would get along with lil' Maitimo.

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