It’s been so hot and humid. Sentry stopped eating so I’ve been bringing him in the house during the day again. He goes straight to his crate and sleeps. I let him go out several times a day, offer him water and started feeding him inside. Then outside to potty and he’s at the back door wanting back in. I was afraid he was going into another spell of illness, but he seems to be ok. He goes back outside in the late evening for the night.
This is one spoiled dog.
I bring Sheba and Buford to the front yard in the heat of the day. They go under the porch where it’s cool.
My two dogs have lost most of their hearing over the past year, and while they still fear fireworks, they are now only scared, as opposed to completely terrified. One of the few perks of old age I guess. Mabel feels safest outdoors under the back porch while little Cocoa thinks indoors is the place to be.