I came upon my ceraunophilia this way: My grandmother grew up afraid of thunder and lighting, and she decided she did not want her daughter to suffer the same way. So when my mom was a toddler and a thunderstorm approached, Grandma would take her to a window to ooh and aah at the lightning and thunder. It worked. My mom did the same to me, and I grew up thinking lighting and thunder was great. I did the same thing to a kitten. I wound up with a cat who would not come inside during a storm. A cat ceraunophile.
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I came upon my ceraunophilia this way: My grandmother grew up afraid of thunder and lighting, and she decided she did not want her daughter to suffer the same way. So when my mom was a toddler and a thunderstorm approached, Grandma would take her to a window to ooh and aah at the lightning and thunder. It worked. My mom did the same to me, and I grew up thinking lighting and thunder was great. I did the same thing to a kitten. I wound up with a cat who would not come inside during a storm. A cat ceraunophile.