Last night there was a heck of a thunderstorm, booming and crackling away, which of course causes my dog to freak out. So I put her in a kennel (this one is smaller than her usual one because for one I thought she may feel safer in a more confined space, and for two I figured she couldn't tear it apart like the other one because it gave her less space to move.) and she was actually a little bit better in this kennel. well, at about 3:00 a.m. I Got up to tell her to be quiet, then at 5:30 a.m. I heard a huge crack of thunder that startled J and I awake but Prints was quiet. Suspicious, I went to check on her, and she seemed fine other than that she completely demolished her blanket and reaked of urine (she was so scared she peed.) Then in the morning at about 8:30 Justi and I went to go to the gym, but low and behold I had forgotten to roll up the windows in the view. The seats were soaked, and I mean SOAKED. So we took Justi's car and put a towel on M's car seat. Af...
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I still have a horrible memory of Mom cutting my hair and taking me out into the apartment stairwell to sweep the hair off me and the little boy from upstairs coming down and saying "Oh look at the little boy getting his haircut."
:( It was a sad experience for me.
She is stinkin' cute either way though!