Yesterday it thundered – a bunch. I don’t like thunder at all. The thunder was so bad that even Scratchy the cat jumped. Thank goodness one of my people was home with me. I didn’t let her out of my sight. I feel safer if someone is with me.

Don’t ever leave me alone when it’s thundering. It’s so big it’s hard to get away from. Sometimes, if I’m outside, I can’t run fast enough to get away from it. But other times I can get away from it and I can’t hear it anymore. Then I can go back home.

I really hate it when I can’t get out of the house during a thunderstorm. I’ve tried different ways to escape. I’m pretty good at escaping from the yard, but the house is harder. Last time I tried to go out through a closet. There was stuff in the way that I had to tear through and the closet wall wouldn’t budge. One of my people said I was trying to get to Narnia. I don’t know where Narnia is, but if there’s no thunder there that’s where I want to be.

Bongo

Building up to a Thunderstorm