Not had many thunderstorms in Bess's life, but got a good one going on at the moment. OH and I popped out for a quick fag (cigarette for American members! ) and Bess came out with us. She did an emergency stop in the porch when she realised how hard it was raining. Big flash - loudest crack of them all, but all she did was look upwards a bit puzzled. I did open the door in case she wanted to go back in, but she was happy to stay out watching nature's fireworks. When we came back in she decided to eat her tea. Must have given her an appetite! At least I know she won't worry if it carries on during the night.