Thursday, October 31, 2013
Sis shot out the front door with me and when she saw Claire, high-tailed it around the side of the house and headed for the alley. Tonight will be her least favorite night of the year. The ringing door bell makes her bark and get excited, but then it's like opening the front door to find Hell on your own front porch. Since she is terrified of kids, it's just repeated trips to Hell for her. She feels sort of safe if one of us is with her, but it's still her worst nightmare and I know it is for other animals, too. All that squawking and squealing and she needs a Valium.
More later. To be continued.