I took Mark outside to do his business just before Canada’s Worst Handyman was about to start. We’d just gotten into the back yard, when there was a bright, bright flash. About 4 second later there was a huge “Kaboom.” Mark jumped about 6 feet straight up, and took off for the door like a shot. He stood outside the door barking his fool head off, until Ian let him in (I was still making my way to the door). He ended up sitting on the couch shivering, and only settled down when number1catlover sat on him.
Poor, pitiful puppy.