My dog hates the wind. She's fine with thunder, fireworks, whatever. But the wind... not so much. The night before last blew a fierce storm, and Kona paced... back and forth... clickety click across the bathroom floor. Occasionally she'd paw at us or cross the bed back and forth.
For hours this went on. Finally, around 2am, I got up and as a last ditch effort, made her a little fort right next to Dave's side of the bed. I pulled over her bed, and stuffed a towel and a blanket between the bed and the nightstand. The result was this:
but hallelujah if she didn't stay there all dang night. She's not real pleased with me... I pulled up the towel to show the fort... previously she was all snuggled up under there feeling safe and secure. That is a not-happy-with-me dog.
I made my dog a fort. I don't know if that's ridiculous or inventive. But I made my dog a FORT.
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not ridiculous. it's being a good mom :)
Why not? If it makes him feel better.
hee...hee... you made your dog a fort! :)
Good mama.
That's fantastic. So something I would do (if I only thought of it). : )
" I made my dog a fort"
Best quote I've heard all day!
very clever invention indeed!!! :)
That was very resourceful of you. Our dogs sleep under the bed at night, and earlier in the evening one sleeps in a crate while the other sleeps in the fireplace. They like to have an enclosed space to feel safe and protected and cavey. The fort idea would not have occurred to me, but I think it was pretty darn clever!
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