Charlie, (he’s the one who looks like a loo brush without a stick), fights well above his weight. I’ve seen him square up to dogs that would do him to death by just sitting on him. Not that he’s aggressive mind you, far from it, but if anything gives him a hard time he fights back. I’m quite proud of him when this happens, when he’s just chased off a Doberman – he literally hurls himself at them and sets about an ankle with plenty of grrrrrrrring, and I say to the owner, “oh I’m sorry, he’s not normally like that”. All the while I’m thinking “good boy, get in there my son!!!”.
But he’s scared of thunder. Last night we had a wonderful electrical storm that rumbled around the sky for an age. Charlie tried to hide, under Toffee, under the settee, between two cushions…and every time I moved he came with me, doing tight little figures of eight around my legs.
Normally I try to chatter away to him, in the kind of voice you use with children to show them that you’re not worried so there’s no need for them to be either. It went on for such a long time though, and he shivers all over with every clap that eventually I let him sit on my lap. Which unfortunately was a mistake – the next roll of thunder was almost immediately over head, and was connected directly to his bladder.
Does anyone know if they make ear muffs for dogs?