My sweet puppy is nearly nine years old now. For the past few months every time it storms (no matter how big or small of a storm) he has gotten ever increasing nervous and out of sorts. No matter how much you try to soothe him it doesn't help him, I feel so helpless to comfort him. Yesterday I finally talked to the vet and got him some doggy prozac. Last night another storm came through, I'm not sure it helped all that much, but maybe with time it will.
The first pix is Radar the second I took just a few weeks ago when my daughter (Kim) was home for a visit. Radar and Pebbles (kitty) just love her and barely let her out of their sight while she is home.
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