Okay, we know that Brady loves the sun. In these pictures it was close to 100* and he kept waiting by the door begging to go out and sit on the balcony. He’s crazy, I know.
Anyways, last night while we were all nice and soundly sleeping there was a thunderstorm. Brady started freaking out- he does not like rain and absolutely is petrified of thunder. So what does he do? He climbs up onto hubs’ chest and lays down. A 50 pound dog on your chest does not make sleeping (or breathing) easy.
For such a tough dog he’s an awfully big scaredy cat.