Up all night...
A flash of light fills the room dragging me from sleep. Seconds later a crashing boom is followed by a cacophony of barking and nervous pacing. Charlie jumps up on the bed for reassurance and lays down nervously in between us-- a 100 lbs of scared sheepdog. Kalie jumps up too, stepping on Charlie and getting a warning growl, then licking everyone's face nervously. Another boom. Another chorus of barking. Toby, who is not afraid of thunder but is not about to be left out of the party jumps up to join the late night fun. The bed groans under the weight of five large bodies. More lightning... A crash of thunder. Three dogs jump around on the bed, all barking, bumping into each other in the dark in a tangled knot of nervous fur. A big foot steps on my face. Impossible... I get up. The pack follows downstairs. 3:15 AM. Heavy rain on the roof blankets out all other sound. Three eager faces decide it must be breakfast time. Too early--biscuits handed out all around. 3:20 AM Lightning flash. More thunder. Breakfast forgotten. Another boom is followed by more barking and nervous pacing. I give up on going back to bed. Thank God I don't live in the midwest. |
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| Oh no!! I feel your fatigue, you've just remined me of new years eve. I stay home to make sure one very nervous dalmo doesnt incite a riot with one very excitable sheepie.
The local teenagers start setting of fireworks at about 8pm and dont really stop until around 5 am. Thank goodness we rarely have big thunderstorms. |
My first guy didn't mind thunderstorms at all until we had the brilliant idea of taking him to a fireworks show one 4th of July. We had to leave immediately he was so frightened. After that he was absolutely petrified of thunderstorms with cowering into corners and drooling and shaking... 
Our current guy doesn't even seem to notice the noise at all. Very odd. Sorry you were up all night! |
Ron wrote: My first guy didn't mind thunderstorms at all until we had the brilliant idea of taking him to a fireworks show one 4th of July. We had to leave immediately he was so frightened. After that he was absolutely petrified of thunderstorms with cowering into corners and drooling and shaking...
Oh sounds familiar. Last year I let the dogs out for a last pee one night th eweek before Independance day and soemone shot off some sort of a firework that went hissing in the sky (seemingly to Marley) right over the dogs heads. Morgan is, shall we say, too self absorbed to have noticed, Marley hit the ground shaking. Now when it thunders or lightenings she must have flashbacks 
Our Irish Setter also has a bad reaction to storms. I give out calm caps when they are predicted and if they predict a bad one - he gets a tranq. sorry about your loss of sleep. |
| 4:00 AM I decide to fire up the Silvia and make a cappuccino. By the time I finish the storm has passed. The dogs lay down at my feet.
4:30 AM and getting nosed by a sheepdog. "Come on. How about some breakfast? We're hungry." I cave in and have a second cappuccino while I fill three bowls. Bellies full, the storm forgotten, three dogs file outside for morning rounds in the dim light of pre-dawn. They quickly return and look at me like I'm crazy. "Why are we up this early?" Then they turn and I watch as two bobtails and a Labrador disappear upstairs to go back to sleep, leaving me alone in the semi-dark, pumped up with caffeine, staring at a computer screen. |
| boy you can never live in fla the storms are starting my boys have not heard thunder yet should be intresting since my girls were always clinging to me |
| Wow, looks like it's going to be a loooooooong day.......
Oscar, obviously, couldn't care less about thunder or fireworks. But our first sheepie, Quincy, was the same way, and as far as we know, he could hear! The house we lived in when we had Quincy had a second floor master bedroom, and thunderstorms were incredibly LOUD at night, with the torrential rain pounding on the roof and thunder crashing. Mu hubby and I would wake up in the middle of one of these, and look over at Quincy Bear, sleeping peacefully upside down on the air vent, as though there were nothing going on.  It was truly amazing.
Laurie and Oscar |
Sounds like life here with a storm. sigh. All 4 are lightning-phobes.......MO hates anything falling from the sky: rain, snow. She will wake me at night to tell me it's raining........I don't want to know. Lightning: "Make it stop MOM!" Harry will go put his nose in a corner and shut his eyes tight........  I'm sure if he could put his paws over his ears, he would. |
suzptcruise wrote: boy you can never live in fla the storms are starting my boys have not heard thunder yet should be intresting since my girls were always clinging to me
I'm LOL because believe it or not, Matisse and Cozette BOTH calm me down. I'm the wreck in this household. I am so petrified of storms it's not even funny. The dogs look at me like I'm crazy. Florida storms are beautiful and scary as he!!
I'm sorry you lost sleep.... |
Haha, I love the part about the foot in the face. I want more stories like this one  I'm very sorry you have lost some sleep though. Typical sheepies, leaving you full of caffeine while they go off to snooze!
I love thunder storms, we have not had one serious enough to disturb Rufus. He seems to like loud noises anyway, he watches fireworks, only jumping if they take him by surprise mid snooze. At which point he gives that "Ugh- you woke me up" look before closing his eyes again. |
| I'm sorry to hear about your lack of sleep and yes, when you've met their needs they will desert you.
In the 6 yrs that we've had Violet, she never reacted to thunderstorm until we moved to this house last year. We moved in a few days before the 4th of July and with the Fireworks, I noticed the differences with her. The homes are much closer here and we're on a lake so I think the combination make the thunder/fireworks sound much lounder. Usually she comes looking for me and when she finds me, she wants us to go into the bedroom. She will finally lay between the bed and the wall and I turn on the TV to help break down the sound. Good luck. |
Ron wrote: Our current guy doesn't even seem to notice the noise at all. Very odd. my girls are completely un-affected as well. I'll note to never take them to a fireworks display.  |
rfloch wrote: 4:00 AM I decide to fire up the Silvia and make a cappuccino. By the time I finish the storm has passed. The dogs lay down at my feet.
4:30 AM and getting nosed by a sheepdog. "Come on. How about some breakfast? We're hungry." I cave in and have a second cappuccino while I fill three bowls. Bellies full, the storm forgotten, three dogs file outside for morning rounds in the dim light of pre-dawn. They quickly return and look at me like I'm crazy. "Why are we up this early?" Then they turn and I watch as two bobtails and a Labrador disappear upstairs to go back to sleep, leaving me alone in the semi-dark, pumped up with caffeine, staring at a computer screen. oooh I'm so sorry! What a night. but you are a man after my own heart; I too would have taken comfort in cappuccino! |
| Luckly you did not have my Blue he sounds like yours. He is our gentle sole and could never live anywhere were it is loud. |
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