My canine King Lear

I put the dogs out for their last quick piddle in the front yard. A moment later I heard Hero barking. I looked outside and realized for the first time that there was lightning flashing and thunder rumbling. Hero is a bit afraid of thunderstorms, so I quickly went outside to rescue him. I found him standing squarely in the front yard, his muzzle pointed up to the sky, barking angry defiance at the lightning.