Here's why Digi was hiding in Tuesday's pic:
Both her and Pookie were sitting in front of the living window, quietly surveying the outdoors, for the better of the morning. Out of nowhere, Digi took off across the couch, nearly flattening Pookie in the process, and in a matter of seconds jumped down and smooshed her face into the couch cushions until her eyes were shielded from the windows. She laid that way for about 30 seconds or so, then slowly turned her head until only a slit of her eye was exposed, and carefully looked around. I immediately ran over and tried to comfort her, but she looked terrified to even see me! Trying to figure out what had happened, I turned to Pookie to see if he was sporting a
black beard or cowering from something he'd also seen, but instead of either of those, he was sitting quite relaxed and enjoying the freezing rain coming down outside. He didn't even bat an eye when Digi flew past him! It took me almost a half hour to convince her to come out of the couch and to allow me to pick her up. I tried to give her a hug but she wiggled and squirmed so much that I had to put her back home, and she ended up snuggling up to her duckie, looking really sad. Whenever I went to ask her if she was ok, she wouldn't turn her head to look at me; instead, she'd snuggle tighter to her duck. It wasn't until mid afternoon that she finally picked up her head, turned to look at me, and had a glimmer of hope in her eyes -- all because I asked her if she wanted a hug and told her that she was going to make me cry by being so sad and scared. I ended up holding her against my chest, with her blankie covering her, for the rest of the afternoon. It sure made it difficult to work with only one hand, but if it meant that my baby girl wouldn't be sad/scared anymore, it was worth the inconvenience.
I still have no idea what it was that she saw outside.