Here we are again, another 4th of July. This year was different from past years only in that Penny was not alone in her anxiety caused by the darn fireworks. Unfortunately, Twist seems to have developed a real distaste for them too.
He has actually been worse than Penny this year, I assume only because her hearing isn’t quite what it used to be, so she isn’t suffering as much these days. Twist on the other hand…my poor boy. This is the most mellow fellow you’d ever like to meet. Nothing phases him. Well, almost nothing.
I don’t have a thundershirt for any of the dogs, though I am beginning to wonder if I need to invest in one. I did what a could using a couple of bandage/wraps that I used on my knee and wrapped him up nice and snug. I don’t know for sure how much it’s helping, but he’s not panting and pacing right now, so maybe it’s helping a little.
Thank goodness for the anniversary party we went to the other night, they didn’t set off fireworks to celebrate, they just had traditional anniversary gifts instead.
Well, so much for not panting and pacing, another round of fireworks just started up. Lovely.

