My boston terrier, Ace, is askairt of storms. He cuddles up
close, trying to climb into my armpit and burrow his head into my
ribs. His entire body trembles and those obnoxious flatulent
fumes? Well, they seem to become exponentially worse during these
times of terror.
Poor guy.
On the other hand, Shaddow (black lab) and Ziggee (rat-cha) seem to
love the outdoors with a passion that does not exclude storms.
Shaddow gets drenched, her coat holding massive amounts of water.
Ziggee just loves Shaddow so much so that he emulates her every habit
as much as he possibly can. But he is just a lil guy and when he
gets all excited, he too trembles like my other lil guy (Ace; getcher
mind outta the gutter!).
Tonight, all three of them have crowded around my feet. The
office smells like ripe farts, wet doggie fur, and slobberree
bones. Whatta combo, eh?
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so cute! We haven't had too many thunderstorms since we got our Corgi puppy about a year ago, but he didn't seem to mind the ones we got. He's funny, though, after a snowfall; tentatively going out, gingerly walking until he decides he likes it and then he prances and hops around like a bunny. Gotta love our little furry animals :)
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