It was a stormy night last night here in Central Mississippi. Our housemate kept bringing Rusty in and out of her bedroom - she was stashing him in her bathroom because he's afraid of thunder and lightning. One time I was in the hallway when she opened the door to bring him in and it was like oops!! He's big and so I'm afraid of him. I went scurrying back into Mom's bedroom even though he didn't try to come after me [he was on a leash] and it was a little while before I would come out from under the bed. Mom was in bed reading. I figured with her in there doing that, I was safe from him, so I joined her in the bed. She petted me and reassured me that I was safe and that she loves me.

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