Tuesday, September 13, 2005

There was a thunderstorm....

It was thundering.  Mandy is terrified of thunder, and cowered beneath me.

She took refuge under my computer desk.  Meanwhile....

My grandpuppy, Dixie, contentedly chewed on a leather chewie her grandma (that's me) gave her.

7 comments:

siennastarr said...

LOL!  I thought I was the only one that referred to myself as 'grandma' to my dog!  You have made me feel considerably better, Mosie!  hee

Jackie

ksquester said...

I am glad Mandy feels safe underneath you. Perhaps you could sing HER a lullaby! Anne

toonguykc said...

That used to be me!  Bongo hates any loud noise and would instantly park his big self beneath my computer desk.  His hearing is pretty bad now so he isn't bothered much -- but fireworks still alarm him greatly.  Maybe it's the frequency or something.

amy122389 said...

oh my gosh...not that long ago, Dixie was a little thing...look at her now!  :-O

~Amy

madcobug said...

Poor Mandy. Our Jake used to be afraid of thunderstorms but since he has lost his hearing it's not as big a problem. Your grand-pup is greally growing. I was wondering how Blue's feet are doing now? Helen

fierrorachel said...

This was our first storm since Hawkeye came to live here, and he wasn't fond of it, either.  He didn't hide, but didn't get more than a foot from me and Kevin, either!

boodotte said...

Mandy must be from my bloodlline:  I'm with her when that thunder and lightening gets to rolling.  The "farmer" in me appreciates it, but only if I'm safely tucked away indoors.  Mandy is one smart dog:  Knows what's obviously bigger than her.  You go, Mandy!  Boo