Rotto was lost in the dark, and he was scared, so he cried.

Outside, Rotto is tough. When sighting other dogs, he acts like he's got brass balls. He'll take on anything with four legs—even the local attack cat. At home, Rotto loves a good snuggle cuddle; he's the biggest sooky-la-la.

But back to Rotto's dilemma… he gave a snuffly sob, then he cried HARD.

No one was getting any sleep. First, I fumbled about, seeing if my touch would comfort him.

Yes, that's right. Rotto was lost in the bedroom, in the bed with me. I turned on the light to rescue him.