Poor Tobie

I’m washing dishes with the daily storm building-and rumbling- outside my window. Looked over at Tobie’s bed and found it empty. Looked back toward the bedroom…

When the storm actually breaks he’ll be in the closet, as far from dangerous windows as he can contrive to get. He’s tired of Monsoon, too.

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6 Responses to Poor Tobie

  1. Robert says:

    Joel, please reassure Tobie.

    We had two cats. One would run and hide in her safe spot upon thunder while the other wouldn’t blink. Past tense cuz we got the scaredy one’s ashes today; I miss her.

  2. Jon says:

    I have one of those. She was under the bed last night even after being medicated. Poor girl.

  3. bill says:

    Our Big Timmy passed 4 weeks ago. He was totally freaked by thunder and to find a safe spot he could do the weirdest things including knocking the computer off the desk, ripping wires out, and knocking me off the chair as he dove his 100 ib frame under the desk. He could hear thunder that was literally an hour away from getting here if it ever did get here. Damn dogs just rip you apart when they go.

  4. coloradohermit says:

    Several knowledgeable friends told me that it’s not just the thunder but that animals feel the change in barometric pressure before the storm actually arrives and that starts the fear. I thought that my chiweenie could hear thunder in N Dakota before this was explained to me. I got her Rescue Remedy calming drops and it does help a bit.

  5. makerofgames says:

    My mom’s dogs freak out during storms, but she got them thundershirts and that worked like a treat!

  6. Joel says:

    Huh. I never heard of a thundershirt before now.

To the stake with the heretic!