Had Comcast over yesterday due to a problem with the picture. While he was checking all the connections, I left Tony and Tippy together in our bedroom with the door closed. (Angel was in the spare bedroom). Turned out the repairman had to go into our bedroom to check a connection. As soon as he walked in big brave Tony dove under the bed in record time. Tippy just sat there fascinated, watching every move. That little girl isn't afraid of anything. Oh, I take that back- she's afraid of our lawn guy (the one who is 6 ft. 10).