All it does here every evening is storm.
It’s been storming so much that Molly’s even freaking out less. Don’t get me wrong – she still gets scared but she’s not trembling like an earthquake is inside her.
She’s pretty much fine now as long as she can sit near someone.
Mom has been wondering how a dog Molly’s age could still be scared of thunder in FL where it storms every afternoon in the summer. Maybe Molly lived outside her whole life and that’s why she was scared and is slowly getting better? As long as she gets better. That’s all that matters 🙂
Saturday morning, Macy and I were super excited to go to Obedience School.
We now know that when Dad comes home from the flea market on Saturday mornings, it’s time to go and we get so hyper that Mom loses her mind because it’s impossible to get our leashes on. So much for becoming obedient at Obedience School. BOL!
On Sunday, Dad was blowing bubbles for the littlest grandson. Macy and I had never seen them before. She loved them and I did not. Suspicious things those bubbles are!
In an odd turn of events, I have nothing chaotic to report! Imagine that!
Happy Monday, friends!!!