Boo is, ironically, the most fearful of our adopted greyhounds. Oh, she's brave enough when someone comes to the door, she greets, wags and smiles happily at new people. She's brave enough on a walk to glance at a dog and follow the leash right up to the human on the other end.
But any inkling of thunder - I'm talking a rumble so far away that human ears can't hear it - and Boo runs for her storm shelter: the half-bath downstairs.
Like most half baths, this one is small and Boo, being slig