What would scare Thor so much that he would follow me into a running shower? I have no idea. But Thor did it. I quickly had to turn off the water so that I didn't have to deal with a scared AND wet dog.
And what did my husband do as I stood there, dripping water and freezing cold? He ran to get the camera.
I never did figure out what frightened Thor so much that he would go into a room he never enters, into a bathtub that he usually avoids at all costs. But a few treats later we did get Thor out of the bathtub and I was able to complete my shower before the baby woke up.
Oh, and isn't that bathroom lovely? I like to call it "vintage". As in vintage 1979. It's actually much nicer than our avocado green bathroom down the hall. Someday, bathroom remodels will be in the budget. Someday.