The storm was short.
Shortly after it began, I settled in on the couch. Bear and River joined me. Bear promptly fell asleep, ignoring the rumblings coming from the sky.
After a while, I realized it had been a long time since I had heard the thunder. Maybe it was time to take off Bear’s new shirt.
I looked at him. He looked really comfortable.
And frankly, River looked more nervous than he did, and she does fine during storms.
Since the storm had passed and I didn’t want to overdue it the first time out, I took off Bear’s shirt.
That was his queue to jump off the couch and follow me around the house.
And then the panting started.
And the fast breathing.
I grabbed the shirt and put it back on him.
He’s back to sleeping on the couch. Peacefully.
I have no idea if this will work long term, but for now, I’m convinced it is helping.