Cats are strange. In someways I think they live in a different plane of existence than we do. Take just a few minutes ago for example.
LeRoy (Above) wanted held. (This is mildly odd behavior for him. Not excessively so ...but a bit unusual.) He jumped up in my lap and wanted me to hold him.
Twenty minutes later came a HUGE clap of thunders and a ThunderBoomer waddled past farting and squirting rain.
Bubba was unimpressed. (very little short of a vacumn cleaner or a truck fire impresses Bubba)