Cooper's pills we got from the Vet don't work, his Thundershirt isn't working, and his herbal calming collar isn't working. The poor boy was pacing and digging and pacing and digging for hours. HOURS! He gets a glazed look in his eyes and there is nothing you can do to calm him down. Of course, when he gets like that, no one gets any sleep. When the storm is finally over, he takes about a half hour to calm down and go to sleep. Unfortunately, it takes me a lot longer!
The good new is that my poor boy didn't have to get up and go to work in the morning. He managed to drag himself out of bed to eat a hearty breakfast, then stumbled to the nearest soft spot and collapsed.
If there is such a thing as reincarnation, I want to come back as a dog. I think it's time for another trip to the Vet to get something stronger. Valium maybe? I might share some with Cooper, too.
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The poor boy. (and poor mom). I like a good thunderstorm but then I have some understanding of what's going on.
Poor Cooper! Poor you and the girls!
Our power went out and I had to get up at 12 and pull the plug on the koi pond so it wouldn't flush the biological filter into the pond.
Of course everybody had to go out and race around the yard.
Bet the dogs were asleep before I was.
Aww.. poor Coop! =( At least he got to be lazy after....
Poor You! =(
Okay. We volunteer to take on your thunderstorms! The girls don't mind storms and we need the water. Poor Cooper. Keep us posted on what the vet suggests and how it works, okay?
Poor Monty used to take Valium during storms, then he'd go sit in the closet till the storm was over. I felt so bad for him, but there was no way to calm him.
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