Last night we had terrible storms with tornado warnings. The wind was gusting and the thunder was rolling.
And we made another discovery.
Rocco is TERRIFIED of thunder.
I got home last night and usually it's a mad puppy-love homecoming greeting that I receive.
Yesterday, I walked in to half of a greeting from Molly.
Rocco was on our bed, and would not get down. He was like a statue, afraid to move, but his eyes were darting around wildly at the sound of the thunder. He was so scared.
So we did what any puppy parents would do in that situation.
We laughed at him.
He was so pathetic.
And funny.
Poor Rocco.
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