Severe thunderstorms rolled through with large hail, heavy rain, and flashes of lightning that turned morning into night. After I switched on the lights in the living and dining rooms, Max headed straight for the quieter, darker bedroom
A few minutes later, I found him fast asleep in the middle of the bed, curled up with his paws tucked in, softly snoring through the chaos outside.
Max understood something simple: we can’t control the storm, but we can find a way to settle into it.
Max has the right idea - and attitude!