There is a storm a 'comin'

I hear a Thunderstorm brewing. It is getting closer and closer. I am usually the one that alerts the family that a storm is near. I know before anyone, because I have amazing radar. My antennae are always working overtime, and this spring I have already detected two storms. I grab a baby from my lair, and I take it to my mom. I lie next to her with my huge bat ears aimed high at the sky.
My brother knows they are coming, too, but he doesn't really care. He is a snuggle bug, not a tweak.
I am going to go gather all of my babies, I need to make sure they are all hidden strategically around the house before it starts raining.

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