All summer – at least since the beginning of July – I’ve had to wear my anxiety vest almost all the time. This has been the worst thunder season I can remember. My person has been around a lot longer than me and she says it’s the worst she can remember.
But it’s over! Yippee! Check out that blue sky. Not a cloud in it. And this picture was taken in the afternoon when most of the clouds build up.
I just have one problem now. Thunder season is when I get into the most mischief – at least when I’m left alone in the house.
I’m going to have to come up with a new kind of mischief. And I’ve got the perfect thing.
Since we’ve had so much rain there are lots of green juicy weeds on my trails.
My person doesn’t like waiting around while I stop to chomp. Actually, she doesn’t even like me to eat those weeds. She says I have plenty of food at home.
I don’t agree. The more food I can find the better.
So when my person tries to get me back on the trails, I’m digging in.
How’s that for mischief?