Sounds a bit like a young kid’s adventure series, doesn’t it? Unfortunately, not.
From the very day I brought Jezzy home from the Humane Society, she’s been terrified of storms, loud noises, blowing plastic bags, shopping carts, and (most of all) 4th of July week. She’s got at least a dozen things that terrify her. The panting, crouching, and frantic running from one of her ‘safe’ spots in the house to another are painful to witness. Holidays with fireworks are particularly awful.
One summer, soon after Jezzy came to live with me (she’s now about 7), I asked my vet for some doggie downers to help her thru 4th of July week. She gave me a packet of pills. With an approaching thunderstorm one evening soon after that, I gave Jezzy about 1/2 the dose, and hoped for the best. The drugs turned her into a drooling, weak-kneed, shadow of our fuzzy pal. Needless to say, the remainder of that medication hit the trash.
Since then, John and I have tried to be home when we know fireworks are likely to be exploded nearby (our neighborhood seems to have a particular love of M-80s), or when severe weather approaches. But, as each event brings new terror to Jezzy, I’m less willing to sit by and try to offer what feeble comfort we can administer.
Enter the Thundershirt.
Although I don’t know of anyone who personally has used one of these, ringing endorsements have come my way. It apparently applies gentle pressureWhy not try it? Thirty bucks for a bit of calm for Jezzy is a pittance. So, she and I walked over to our local pet supply warehouse, Chow Hound (I LOVE supporting local retail), and tried one on for size. Our purchase received a ringing endorsement from the couple behind us in the checkout lane.
I’ll let you know how it works. This week promises to be a wild one….lots of big heat, which will probably generate late afternoon thunderstorms. It will be a good test for Jezzy’s Hell week, which begins around July 1. Not expecting anything miraculous, but a bit of relief for our best girl would be welcome, indeed.