Arthur, Thundershirts and Salmon?

It’s been an eventful week.  Louie tested the Thundershirt when Hurricane Arthur came to visit last Thursday. Let me say, I have yet to hear any thunder and where I live, my deck barely got wet during the hurricane, but we did have some heavy wind gusts throughout the day. The Cackalaky coast took a beating, but there were no fatalities and I think all of the Outer Banks are open for business again.

Mr. GQ

Mr. GQ

I put the Thundershirt on Louie Thursday afternoon when the wind picked up. He was a little antsy, but he snuggled on the couch with me. There was one point in the kitchen  when he scootched into the corner by the stove and he was trembling, but we went back to the couch and he calmed down. He eventually took a spot on the rug in front of the washer and seemed okay. For this first storm, I’ll give the Thundershirt 2.5 paws up (out of 4 paws). He does seem to like it and for the most part I think it did comfort him.

Go to an interior area with no windows during a storm!

I did toss a bed back there, but he stayed on the rug until I went to bed. He went to sleep on his bed in the bedroom and the fireworks that cranked up around midnight didn’t seem to faze him at all. I think animals feel the change in atmospheric pressure and that bothers them as much as the noise of thunder and fireworks. Dudley was stone deaf the last year or so of his life and fireworks no longer bothered him, but he was inconsolable when a thunderstorm passed through. Neither storms nor fireworks seemed to faze the Z-Queen, she slept through everything.

Now about the salmon. Louie gets high quality dog food and a week or so ago I brought home a new bag of salmon kibble. He’s had this salmon food before and always ate it. It’s more expensive than the chicken, so he usually gets one bag of the salmon for every two bags of chicken. Louie isn’t a gulper, but he generally eats his breakfast and supper all at once. Until last Wednesday when he didn’t finish his breakfast until lunch time and the next morning still had remnants of his supper from the night before. By Saturday, most of his breakfast was still in the bowl at suppertime.

Chewing my bone and all is right with the world.

Chewing my bone and all is right with the world.

Saturday night, I put a pouch of tuna in his dish with the salmon kibble and he gobbled that right up along with a good part of the kibble, but Sunday morning he ignored his breakfast. He’s been perfectly normal in every other aspect; we walk for about two miles every day and he runs around the backyard like he normally does and since Friday, the weather has been gorgeous, low temps and humidity. Maybe he’s becoming a “grazer” or maybe he’s just lost his taste for salmon. This morning, I picked up a bag of chicken kibble and gave it to him after I tossed the salmon out of his dish and he ate it right up. I gave him his normal serving at supper and he ate that up, not all at once, but within 30 minutes of my putting it out. I think he just prefers chicken to salmon these days. Can’t say I blame him. We hope everyone had a happy and safe holiday!

“I believe in integrity. Dogs have it. Humans are sometimes lacking it.” ~ Cesar Millan

About Shoeful of Drool

I lived with a golden retriever/German shepherd mix named Dudley. Dudley was a rescue from Hurricane Floyd and he lived with me from October 1999 until he passed away in December 2012. In January 2001, Zoe a black & tan hound mix came to live with us until she died in June 2011. I truly believe having dogs has made me a better person. Every single day these dogs still give me something to laugh about and I hope by sharing these stories you can laugh, too.
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