The Only One Who Slept

For years and years Murphy was scared of thunder.  Even though she grew up in New York where in the summer there would be magnificent lightening and thunder storms almost every night, the minute we moved back to Seattle, she shivered and wanted to hide.

On Wednesday night/Thursday morning, we had a spectacular series of storms roll through.  Murphy slept through most of them, except the one lightening bolt that felt like it struck the house.

Sage  on the other hand, has adopted Murphy's fear.  She shivered in bed with me.  I now understand what it means about "fur flying."

Off for the 4th of July to eastern Washington.  Have a happy and safe one!  Back in time to, yes, get Sage to the vet.

Murphy's 4th of July.