Maybe especially if you are.
I went to bed at the usual time. It was raining off and on and Tobie was unusually unsettled. Usually by my bedtime he’s long since checked out. I didn’t hear thunder at first, my ears are for crap, but there’s nothing wrong with his and he didn’t think it was a good time for Condition White. In fact…
…as the thunderstorm got close enough that even I noticed it, he clearly didn’t think it was a good time to be separated at all. This – you’d have to know him – was positively strange behavior. Tobie does not sleep in the bedroom. Not ever. He’ll come in to keep me company when I’m reading or something but even as a puppy he always seemed to regard the bedroom as off limits for sleeping. Last night – well – I guess one interpretation I could put on it is “I’ll protect you, Uncle Joel.”
Or it was the other way around, who knows. He’s certainly not saying.
Did he drag in his bed too?
No, I don’t think he was planning to stay. And in fact he was in his own bed this morning, probably went there after the storm passed.
Yeah, just needed the reassurance that “Dad” Joel was there for security.
Our terrier is not bothered much about lightning but a real loud boom from a close strike brings her near our legs for a few minutes. We are in for some really nasty storms tonight through Sunday since this corner of MI went from 50 to 80 degrees today, big front zooming through.