Poor Suki does not take to the fireworks AT ALL. Yesterday afternoon she starting her shaking and quaking routine when little popping firecrackers were being set off in the neighborhood. We cooked on the grill in the evening, a veggie burger for Avinash and a hamburger for me. Suki ate two nibbles of hamburger and two graham crackers, but was really too upset to eat anything else yesterday.
We left her in the basement when we went to see the fireworks (which were especially loud and noisy this year) and when we got home she was a quivering bowl of jelly. To add insult to injury, the neighbors set off lots of loud firecrackers and Roman candles in the street outside our house every year and they did that until from 11 pm until about 1 am. Suki tried to hide underneath our knees at the table, underneath the bed (where she does not fit), in the corner in the bedroom - anywhere at all. She was basically inconsolable. Then after that quieted down, we had an exceptionally loud thunderstorm come through in the middle of the night. I awoke to hear her panting loudly and I tried to convince her to come downstairs to the basement where it is quieter and she feels safer. She could not be budged, so I went back to bed again. Then another thunderstorm, even louder, came through about 4 am and I was able to coax her down to the basement. I hugged her and sat with her and talked to her, but she wouldn't stop shaking and eventually turned away from me towards the wall and sat there quivering and panting. I left her there and in the morning the thunder had passed and her tail was raised and almost wagging again.
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