We had a tornado warning on Tuesday morning, the first one we've had since we moved down here. When I say morning, I mean it was in the early early morning. Or, at least early for Ed. The alarm started ringing around 6 a.m., about 15 minutes before I wake up in the morning and about 2 hours before Ed wakes up. I got up and checked the weather radar and saw that we had a tornado in the area, so we all piled into our little bathroom. Three dogs, two adults, small room. The dogs were not pleased. Radar, however, seemed to grasp the gravity of the situation and hid himself appropriately behind Ed's legs. Smart boy!