My thunderstorm phobia is fairly well-known. My dog Mollie's, however, is a new thing. We had a bad storm tonight, and she hid in the laundry room. I could go on (about how she peed on Addie's shoes and such), but a picture is worth a thousand words.
Originally, this blog was intended to be my take on life, a way to write regularly, and so forth. I'd like to move it in a different direction a bit, using my own lens to contemplate stuff going on in the world. Please comment ... I love conversations!!!!
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Awwwww, poor lil thing!
ReplyDeleteWe had our first thunderstorm since getting the new dogs recently. Turns out Dream is petrified of them, but her daughter, Poppy barely even notices them. :)
Adam
I usually sleep through them and wonder why the ground is so wet in the morning. The ones during the day I watch for the lightning more than anything else.
ReplyDeleteThunderstorms don't bother me, but needles do. And spiders, being on the edge of a bridge, looking out of the window of a tall building and many other things.
I sympathise.
And the thunder rolls...........
ReplyDeleteI often wonder what early native americans thought about such things; their writings imply they thought the noise either gifts or punishments from the spirits. All I know is my pug dog gets nuts so I hate thunder.
Unless its AC/DD "Thunder"