Nothing gave the young Maradino quite such a fright as a thunderstorm. The booming, the banging, the flashing, the fury: it was enough to drive any lad utterly mad!

Fortunately for Maradino, he was in excellent company, for his father's dogs felt exactly the same way. To prevent the whole brood from nervously chewing their own paws to the bone, canine and youth were confined to a deep, dark cellar during times of storm. The dogs calmed, and young Maradino with them. There they remained, snug as bunnies, until the storm passed.