It's 2 am and the Duke just woke me from a very sound sleep. He wanted his Thundershirt NOW, please. And sure enough, we are having lightning but I couldn't hear any thunder.
Nevertheless, as a good Mom, I trudged blearily into the dog den and managed to locate his blue-with-white-stripes shirt. Managed to get it on him, just in time to hear the first crack of thunder.
Within three minutes, he was lying contentedly on the floor. Now he is asleep, with the rest of the Hooligans, while the thunder rolls and rolls.
And I am wide awake.