For the past few days we thought our dog was dying. I'm not kidding. Leia would go out for a walk, eat breakfast, take a nap and the out of the blue get up and start panting and pacing for no reason...the way she does when it's thunder and lightening at 3am. I remember Jason getting frustrated on Monday saying "our dog is dying!" and me - per usual- doing a google search to find out why. All this panting turns out it could be anything. Not only do dogs pant from heat but also pain. And that range of pain is huge. Everything from bone cancer to an abdominal issues. Arthritis even. Ugh. So, my plan was to take her to the vet. Jason and I both knew she wasn't doing too well, and knowing that she just turned 8 years old I was bracing myself for the worst.
WELL. She's fine now. No panting or pacing. She's acting normal! So we think she knew the earthquake was coming. In fact, when I got home yesterday she ran up to me and jumped on me 10 times over, almost like "see, I told you, I told you, I told you."
I now have a new found respect for my cottony soft friend.
Note: I had no idea Jason would also blog about this today :)
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Moe did that a couple nights in a row one week, and I was seriously panicked--not about Moe, but that there was something wrong with one of the girls or something. I'd walk outside, and the skies would be clear. I was perplexed until someone told me they'd seen heat lightning. Dogs are freaky. Totally believe Leia was reacting to the pending earthquake.
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