There is no picture available for this particular blog post. See, the human woke up in the wee hours this morning because of some REALLY loud thunder. She wondered where I was, and eventually found me under the bed. Now, it just so happened that I was awake thinking about things, the way you do, and I became concerned about where my yellow ball had gotten to, so I thought "hey, maybe it rolled under the bed!" and went to look for it. But the silly human started laughing, thinking I was HIDING. I was NOT HIDING. I was looking for my ball. The human can make all the jokes she wants about fluffy bomb shelters under the bed, I simply don't CARE. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it. Shplft!