I woke up just in time to see the power go out and hear thunder.
My dog was going mad because he HATES thunder. He was currently walking around trying to calm down, his paws going 'Click-Click'. I know he's scared but the noise was sort of comforting because i knew i wasn't alone . .
I started fumbling around for a torch, when i finally found one, i shone it around my bedroom, looking for my dog. I finally found him under the bed.
"Come on Maxie, its only thunder" i said trying to coax him out.
I saw his little face, his eyes filled with terror as he went back down under.
"Ok suit yourself, i'm thirsty anyway" i said shrugging.
I walked about into the hallway and what i saw made me almost puke and cry.
It was dear little Maxie, with his fur matted with blood and his head chopped off.
As i started crying historically i heard the faint "Click-Click"behind me...
