Rain, Rain, Cut It Out!

I was awakened somewhere around 3 am by Sugar's nervous pacing on my bed. This is unusual. She is whimpering. I sit up and try to figure out what is upsetting her. Suddenly a bright flash of lightning and an immediate and LOUD peal of thunder intrude on my bedroom. That is what has Sugar in a tizzy. She doesn't like thunder - or fireworks or loud motorcycles for that matter. But this is thunder times a hundred. No wonder she is quietly protesting.

I motion her to come close (she knows she is only allowed at the foot of my bed at best and mostly sleeps in her crate on the floor at the foot of my bed), and she shyly steps carefully toward my hand. She is shaking, poor thing. I reassure her and she quiets, her wide eyes darting this way and that. Another loud clap of thunder and bright flash of lightning. She does not move but trembles warily. I tell her it will be OK. I am sure this will end soon. I wonder that the power has not been interrupted.

The heavenly hysterics continue for the better part of an hour, and finally around 4 or so, settles down to rain and wind. The worst is past. I do not ask Sugar to move. She stays a bit longer, then stretches and jumps down off the bed. I hear her scratching her blankies around in her crate as she circles trying to find the right spot. I hear her heave a big sigh, then settle down.

Whew! Glad that is over.