A Wuss
You know, I love this dog with all my heart …
… but he’s a wuss. Yesterday afternoon the normal scattered t-storms were rumbling through the area. He wanted to go out in the backyard, so away he went. I watched, and when I heard some thunder in the distance, he stopped – took a step then trotted back to the door. :lol:
1Trelaina
wrote on 19 July 2006 at 18:40
Oh, Brandy would hide under the bed at the slightest thunder….