Okay, before you become too concerned, my baby is a dog, a nine year old mutt. Very smart, well-behaved, only barks when a stranger knocks on the door. Never whines. Doesn't get in the garbage or chew things he shouldn't. But I do have one complaint. When it comes to storms, he's the biggest baby I've ever seen. Now don't get me wrong, I love my Tuckie very much. However, when his cold nose in my face at 2am jolts me awake, I get a little cranky. And having him get on the bed and lay down just to jump up at every rumble of thunder doesn't help me get back to sleep. Last night was no exception. It stormed all night long and Tucker couldn't get comfortable; he was much too scared.
When it's storming, he can't get close enough to me. In fact, during a storm a couple weeks ago he about pushed me off the bed. Anyway, once I finally got up this morning at 5am, which is the time I get up every day during the week, Tucker stayed right behind me. I always wear slippers and Tucker typically walks so close that he steps on the back of my slipper and makes me trip. He follows me to the coffee pot, back to my bedroom. After I took my shower this morning and cracked the bathroom door, Tucker's head immediately popped in. Poor thing had to be right beside me.
Even though I get annoyed with him when it's storming, I really can't complain. He's just too good of a dog. And he's not exactly a puppy any longer, but he sure has a lot of puppy left in him. He's so fun to watch. Tennis balls with squeakers are his favorite toy and an occasional treat keeps him satisfied. He gets his exercise by chasing the neighbor's cat and our chickens, plus an occasional rabbit if one ventures into our yard. He doesn't get to run far, though. We live in the country but on a very busy road. I've seen too many cats and dogs get hit to let my Tuckie run free. Some day we'll get a fence, and then he'll have more yard to play in.
As for the storms, I think the rest of the week is supposed to be storm free. Crossing my fingers for a good night of sleep!