We've been having really horrible weather here for over a week: rain, sleet, slush, snow, blizzard with 60 mph winds, etc. On the 23rd, I got a phone call about 2 A.M. It was difficult child 2; he was home and knew the power had gone out (I didn't know it; I was asleep!). My mother was staying over as she didn't want to get snowed in at her place for Christmas and not be with us. So difficult child was offering his place for us (my heat is electric; his is wood) so she wouldn't get too cold. I told him we were fine and that if it was still off in the morning, we might be over. After I hung up I heard this whining sound. It was Tippy: the golden retriever/cocker spaniel. He was beside himself. It was really dark in my house because, in addition to all of the lights being out, I sleep with the shades drawn and besides, it was cloudy so there were no street lights, no moonlight, etc. You couldn't see your hand in front of your face. He wanted up on the bed, but was afraid to jump up so I had to get the flash light so he could make it up onto the bed. Then he got under the covers with me and leaned up against me as tight as he could and shivered and whined as if to say, "Mom, why are the lights out?" I had to laugh. I finally get my kids raised and now I have a neurotic dog! P.S.: The power was back on about 3 hours later and we've been fine ever since.