Oliver joins the vacuum cleaner crowd... he used to run under my bed when he lived at my parents, but at school, there's a trundle bed under my daybed so he used to run in the one closet... he's gotten better though and when he sees me clean up his toys (the cue that the vacuum is coming out) he sits up on my bed or desk and watches.... he also doesn't like dogs - my big black lab would want to play, but her loudness and size scared him and he'd growl at her... the other day, something left in my overnight bag scared him - don't know what it was but the tail puffed up and he jumped about a half mile straight backwards! He's not fond of thunder either... he won't run and hide or puff his tail, but he will be attached to my side like "Mommy don't leave me right now!" and won't go near his window til it's over