Thunder and Dogs

Nothing interrupts the dogs' peace more than thunder. The dogs directly from Alaska have the hardest time with it and we've had a number of consecutive days with it. Each dog has a slightly different reaction to it... Yo stands out in it with his head down as if he's stoic about waiting for it to get him. Power starts running around in circles looking for an unlikely place to hide. Skinny leads the pack with craziness, ripping anything apart that he can reach
(I usually have to chain him or put him in the basement). Rosie digs like a backhoe and hides in the hole. Sulatna just hides deep in the basement or in the linen closet under the towels or on top of me if I'm sleeping. Liller, our tough and sturdy leader ,hides far back in a house and nothing comforts her until it's gone. The worst is yet to come as with the 4th holiday the fireworks are already starting... firecrackers and thunder, what a dog's nightmare!

I read somewhere that perhaps they think thunder is something very formidable growling at them. That makes sense to me... I'd hide too if I thought that.

And then when it's over , they all run in circles. This photo of Sulatna is just after a happy wild circle run following a short storm.