Teddy did not make an appearance yesterday, nor was his food eaten. My husband brought it to my attention that we had a storm the night before and reminded me that it seemed that always kept him away. I thought about and said, "is it possible that when it storms that he runs far away to try to escape?" I guess it is possible.
We had a wicked storm last night. But? Teddy arrived this a.m. very nervous, as he caught a glimpse of me from the distance and bolted. I retreated to the house and watched him closely. He looked very haggard and thinner than usual, he almost looked like he was exhausted, perhaps from a night of running or trembling-who knows? And then I remembered what my shelter friend had told me..."Teddy was returned to the shelter after an adoption due to his fear of thunder storms." And there it was... I thought of my own little puppy and how upset she was last night with her first storm and how we tried to console, distract, and comfort her fears, and there is poor Teddy, out there, all alone in fear. Breaks my heart!
Now I guess I have to admit my husband might be correct. And even more so...we've got to get him-thunder storm season is just beginning. Big time plans for this coming week!
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