There was me last night with all the lights on, windows shut and a pillow over my head. I hate lightning and thunder, and it was a biggie, well, two biggies actually.
There was Gracie, laying on the bed with me with not a care in the world. No flinching, no hiding, and seemingly sleeping like a baby. What a brave girl. She puts me to shame. She doesn't seem to mind fireworks either.
I didn't actually get a pic of her on the bed but here's a simple portrait ( yes, another one! ) in homage.