Last night, there were storms somewhere north of us. Steve and I could hardly hear the thunder but darn old Trissy, with her "super dog ears" heard everything LONG before we did and by the time Steve went down to see how she was doing, she had already done damage.....
And, she had crawled into the crowded closet to cower.....
So, Steve coaxed her out, dosed her up with her calming cocktail of pills, and she spent the rest of the night in our room - PANTING. So, for the rest of the night, I slept poorly with disturbing dreams.
First of all, I LOVE the new blog template. Did you or Dad draw the Lamb-E-Umptum? Secondly, I know I already said it but I am so sorry you have to deal with Trissie (Funny how I always automatically spell it with an ie instead of a y. I think Kirsti, the namer, has said it's y though so I am wrong every time).
ReplyDeleteAnd thirdly, I wish we were getting the lovely spring weather. It's like pulling teeth, spring coming to Maine. It's 30 and flurries today. Ick.
Love you!