Today started out as one of those terrible, horrible, awful kind of days. The thunder started rumbling early. My person had made me leave my anxiety vest on all night and I think its effectiveness had worn off. They do that, don’t they?
So I was shaking away and hiding out in my safe spot in the hall when my person did it again. She left me – with all that thunder. I don’t know what she’s thinking. I would have run out with her but my younger person had hold of me and he wouldn’t let go. I’ve got to train him better.
Finally my person came back, but this time the thunder was still hanging around. Yesterday she managed to get rid of it, but I guess that thunder figured out how my person tricked it and wouldn’t fall for the same thing again.
I had to put up with that thunder for most of the afternoon but then my person said she hadn’t heard it for awhile and we were going for a walk.
I love walks, but I was still pretty nervous. I heard a sound coming from the sky and wanted to run back home but my person said it was just my friend Jet. I don’t know what Jet would be doing in the sky but my person does come up with crazy ideas sometimes.
My trails felt different. Not that dry, dusty feel like they’ve been for so long. They actually felt cool and moist under my feet.
And then I found it. My puddle had come back! Puddle, where have you been for so long? I missed you.
I kept looking for my friend Jet and I couldn’t find him anywhere. My person must have been making that up. I did find something else when I looked for him in the sky though.
A cloud painting.
Hey Jet, if you’re hanging around here anywhere could you please come out. I want to play.