Well, this time she was wrong! She went out into the kitchen and found me lying on the floor next to Dad. I was trembling and panting a lot, but I wasn't hiding. She said, "Penny, I sure wish you'd let me take your picture with your storm shirt on." Well, sneaky Dad already had the camera turned on so while Mom was trying to make me feel better, he snapped these pictures.
Since it was storming, we figured no one would be shooting off fireworks. Wrong!!! They started right after the rain started and continued for about an hour. We can't figure out how they got them lit! Even the guy across the street from us was shooting off bottle rockets in his driveway. Mom says it's revenge for all the times we woke him up with our mower before about 11:00 in the morning. We don't know what kind of job he has, but he sleeps really late everyday. I hope we're even, now!
Usually, when it thunders or I hear fireworks, I bark like a mad fool. Well, with the storm shirt on, I never barked once! We can't figure out why or how it works, but it does. Poppy and Patches couldn't care less about the loud noises. They just look at the doors on the back of the house and cock their heads like they are trying to figure out where the noises are coming from. I wish I could be like that too, but since I'm 9 years old and I have ALWAYS hated thunder and fireworks, I don't think that is going to change any time soon! We are supposed to get more storms today, but we are sure hoping there are no more idiots shooting off fireworks. Mom is really cranky today, since she only got about 4 hours sleep last night. We really hate it when she's cranky because she yells at us when we do our non-stop bitey-face and zoomies. What's up with that, Mom? We aren't the ones who caused you to not get enought sleep!
Penny (and Poppy & Patches too)