Big noisy stormy monsters here

Mine Meowmie getted home late tonight cuz her had to drif through furry, 
furry heavy rain. Her said her couldn't hardly see out da window of da 
metalmonster.

Now da storm is getting to ourown howse. Da sky is all dark and scary, 
an dere's lightning fla****ng and funderboomers are growling an barking. 
Mine Amelia sisfur is hidin in da front closet, and Sammy and Cleo is 
hiding in da upstairs closet, and Ranger is patrolling da howse to make 
sure all da gurlcats is safe.

Da hoomins on da weafer radio says we might get hail da size of 
golfballs tonight. Someone needs to tell dem dat neifur of mine hoomins 
plays golf, so we don't need doze hails.

Harri