It wasn’t the rain or thunder that woke us.
It was 55 lbs of shaking dog trying to crawl onto our heads. Though Dallas has always had a fear of storms, the reaction to this one was extreme.
In a month filled with firsts and lasts, in the middle of the night we experienced our first heavy thunderstorm, and it WILL NOT go in the ‘my favorite things about living full time in this tin box‘ category.
The thought that I have no safe place kept me awake far longer than the storm or Frito smelling dog feet stomping on my head did. The “what-if” questions kept my brain from switching off.
In the Great Husband category, however, there will be a checkmark for Dallas Dad Dave who took the dog out to the living area and tried to calm him so I could get back to sleep.
The Thunder Shirt was in the cabinet right above their head, but it’s hard to look for anything when a dog is trying to crawl up your nose. Dave ended up sleeping on the couch with Dallas safely tucked between his body and the back of the couch.
I don’t imagine poor cramped Dave got much sleep.
The forecast is for all day rain. “Nuisance showers” according to the way too cheery weatherman on the local news.
This morning there is no thunder, and the sound of the rain on the roof is nice. I’m going to try to let go of the ‘what-if’ thought stream and relax into the now.
I wonder if we could tow a storm shelter?
You could tow a storm shelter..but I doubt it will do the MPG any good.
Hi there wondering how “KK” is enjoying Ohio. Sorry Dallas had such a bad night. He will get used to it. Miss you guys