Tue story – beagle #2 and I went to a local large mall that allows dogs into most of their stores. We were in Nordstrom, I was looking at sweaters on some racks, and she let out a little “woof.” I looked around, no other dogs or any other visible reason, so I kept shopping around. Then it happened a few more times. Finally I realized there was a very light doorbell sound as people entered and left the dressing rooms, and that was making her alert me. We moved away from there, and she was her usual happy, calm, friendly self without the little “woof.” Later on, we went to leave and a thunderstorm started. We spent the entire storm sitting on a bench – while she shook like a leaf and looked terrified while crawling all over me – and people would stop and ask if she was OK (clearly not) or offer to help. Once the lightning passed, we left and went on with our shopping. A neighbor dog had taught my very passive dog to be afraid of storms after years of her totally ignoring them.
Tue story – beagle #2 and I went to a local large mall that allows dogs into most of their stores. We were in Nordstrom, I was looking at sweaters on some racks, and she let out a little “woof.” I looked around, no other dogs or any other visible reason, so I kept shopping around. Then it happened a few more times. Finally I realized there was a very light doorbell sound as people entered and left the dressing rooms, and that was making her alert me. We moved away from there, and she was her usual happy, calm, friendly self without the little “woof.” Later on, we went to leave and a thunderstorm started. We spent the entire storm sitting on a bench – while she shook like a leaf and looked terrified while crawling all over me – and people would stop and ask if she was OK (clearly not) or offer to help. Once the lightning passed, we left and went on with our shopping. A neighbor dog had taught my very passive dog to be afraid of storms after years of her totally ignoring them.