I hadn't seen Rex in a while. I searched the house for him. Nope, not under our bed, his favorite hiding place. Not sleeping on the couch. Not looking out Hanna's window.
Where could he be? I started putting laundry away and what did I find? Rex, behind the low hanging clothes in our closet. He is terribly afraid of storms and it was thundering and threatening rain most of the night. I have never seen him hide in this particular spot.
He stayed there until midnight or so when the danger had passed.