My fiancé and I own a 50 lb. boxer/pit mix who is possibly the sweetest dog in the world. I love her to pieces, but I am continually mystified by the way her mind works. We live in the city, so she is constantly bombarded by loud sounds, which she completely ignores. But then there’s thunder. When it starts to rain, she bolts to the bedroom and hides. If it starts to thunder, she runs back out, sits on my lap, shakes, and whines. If I’m asleep in bed, she jumps up and sits on my chest until I wake up and hold her.
She’s also terrified of cardboard boxes, but that’s a story for another day…