Ever since the night a couple of weeks ago when the glowy rumbly eyes came to our house I’ve been really, REALLY afraid of the rumbly flashy wet things.
Last Saturday My Margret posted this on her Facebook page.
“What a night! 4 rounds of storms, 5 if you count the one now. It must have been some storm when our transformer blew 10 days ago because Bessie pup didn’t want go outside last night and she usually leads the pack.
She was very scared of the storms during the night but I put a blanket around her and Greg and I took turns hugging her tightly and petting her while she hunkered down in between us. The measure of her fear is that she doesn’t like blankets covering her, and she usually sleeps on the floor unless she is trying to wake us up.”
Well we had another storm last night right when we were getting ready for bed. I didn’t like that one either. My Margret put one of My Greg’s shirts on me.
I kinda liked it but my sister Belle tried to take it off of me (she does stuff like that). So then it got all tangled up and I didn’t like that so My Margret took it off of me.
Then I jumped up on the bed and tried to get under the blanket. My Margret pulled it up and around me then she and My Greg took turns petting me. I would lick them to remind them whose turn it was.
My Margret had her lighted board thingy on and My Greg would ask her how much longer the rumbly light flashy thing was going to last. So she would tell him “it’s got a long way to go” and finally I heard “it’s almost over.” He didn’t have to ask her when it was done I told him that when I jumped off the bed and went to lay down by my sisters.
I’m really tired so I think I’ll go take a nap now.
~this is Bessie “the I REALLY don’t like rumbly flashy things” Pup for the rest of the pups and kitties.