There had been many an early morning when Baby fussed and Sammi or Max would come get me up to go take care of her. I often wondered if they did it because they couldn't sleep or if they were worried about her. I had my answer when Sammi, scared from the thunder insisted on me getting Baby from her crate before she settled down between us.
Sammi, our Great Dane/Lab cross, is afraid of thunderstorms and fireworks. Monday night we had the first thunderstorm of the year. I heard Baby fussing in her crate, but didn’t quite wake all the way up. Sammi came into the bedroom all upset. She nudged me and whimpered, jumped on the bed and kept trying to get me up. As I got up she jumped around and barked her deep throaty barks. She barked because I wasn't moving fast enough. She wanted me to get Baby out of the crate now.
Once I released Baby from the crate, Sammi and Baby headed for the bedroom and jumped up on the bed. Sammi settled down between Dan and me on our shrinking king size bed. Baby lay below Sammi; Lady lay at my feet and Max was curled up by Dan.
The thunderstorm continued to rumble outside, punctuated by Sammi’s occasional whimpers. As the storm receded we could hear the thunder going from pounding, pulsing percussion to a quiet so smooth that you hardly noticed it happen.
Wrote this on Gather.com April 18, 2010
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