Thunder!

11:48pm. My dog is whining. Shhhh....I tell her. More whining. Quiet! More whining. Finally a thought penetrates my sleepy brain -- maybe she needs to go out again (she had been sick the other morning). OK, fine. I get up, go to get my glasses and see a flash of lightning. Crap -- she doesn't have to go out, she's just scared of thunder and lightning.

Back to bed. The dog is now whining and shaking - on my pillow! My pillow is not big enough for both of us. Move her off the pillow and next to me. Snuggle up. Nope, not working - she's still whining, still shaking and moving back to my pillow!

I give up. Down to the couch. Maybe downstairs she'll feel farther away from the thunder. Good - Office Space is on AMC. Something to amuse myself with. An hour later, I'm asleep anyway, the thunder seems to have moved on and the dog is quiet. Let's go back to bed.

Ahhh....comfy bed and my pillow is my own. BOOM! Oh great, there she goes again.....maybe she'll go hide in the closet this time :)