Even as long as Casper's been in the house with us now, he still seems to worry a bit about rain, and definitely gets anxious when it storms. It's a nasty, dreary, stormy, rainy morning here, and he's definitely concerned. Poor baby. I can't imagine how frightening it must have been for him to be out there during such inclement weather.
It really breaks my heart that he ever had to worry about finding shelter and keeping warm and dry.
Anyway, here he is at the top of the stairs (over a lamp), putting on a brave face despite the weather. My handsome, brave boy
As you can see by the number of them in my last two posts here, though, I never really stop taking pictures of Casper no matter how busy I am. 
