As you know, my dog recently died. I really thought my days of comforting dogs during storms would be over… but then I ended up puppy-sitting on a stormy day.
The larger of the two dogs was a stray when I first met her, around 2007, and though she knows by now that her adoptive mother would never put her outside during a storm, she gets terrified long before signs of a storm appear to human senses. We had a few thunderclaps earlier that scared her under the bed, but no rain came and the sky cleared up. She came out, calmly ate her dinner, and promptly hid again.
Meanwhile, the cat sleeps and the little dog is barking at my music selection (Final Fantasy VI soundtrack).
There is something humorous about a cat in a Hello Kitty bed.