It’s That Time of Year

It’s the time of year when thunderstorms roll in and roll out. One just went by.

And you know I can’t hear thunder and not think of Stuart hiding in the bathroom. Either behind the door or in the shower. Or behind the toilet.

bathroom in a storm

Hiding in the bathroom after a storm.

We’re in the middle of a severe thunderstorm watch at the moment.

Maybe I need my own Thundershirt.

At the back door in my Thundershirt.

About The Scottie Chronicles

The Scottie Chronicles began in 2009 as a voice for Stuart, a more than memorable black, brindle and white Scottish Terrier who captured hearts around the world. He passed suddenly in December 2015 from cardiac hemangiosarcoma, a nasty canine cancer that took him far too early. He would have been 11 years old in March 2017. The Scottie Chronicles is dedicated to Stuart and the joy he shared with everyone who met him or saw him from afar. If you love Scotties, please follow along. Arroooo!
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34 Responses to It’s That Time of Year

  1. theguster says:

    After Gus, my first Scottie, crossed The Bridge, I would often take his red plaid jacket to bed and console my aching heart while holding it close and smelling his scent. It was comforting to me and a way I could be close to him. May I suggest you hold Stuart’s Thundershirt close and do the same, if you haven’t already. He no longer has to be afraid of thunder and lightning, but I am sure Stuart would want you to find some peace during storms and for you to know he is safe.

    McDuff & Mom

    • I don’t know why, maybe I do know, but weeks after the diagnosis last November, I washed all of Stuart’s bedding. And his collar. Only to find I had no scent. Until now, I hadn’t remembered that his Thundershirt wasn’t washed. Thank you for this gift. I’m going to find it amidst his toy box and smell it. What a grand memory. Thank you so much.

  2. rjkeyedup says:

    Glad to know Stuart and I picked a good place to hide – behind the toilet…. perfect spot to get away from those awful fireworks! Mommy bought me a thunder shirt too.
    Ozzy

  3. lauramarec says:

    Poor little Stu! Riley is da same with ANY kind of loud boom-booms! Last time we had an earthquake with many before and after shocks, we couldn’t find Riley for a whole day! We do not know where he went to hide. He eventually came out, but boy, his tail was between his legs and his ears were down and he was afraid to go around any corners! He’s da same wiff any noises like fireworks, or contractors making noises wiff tools, etc, etc! We don’t get rain—almost never—-so we don’t get storm boom-booms, but if we did, he’d be scared of dat too!
    My poor brudder! Riley understands what Stu felt!
    We like Stu’s boom-boom shirt!
    Love and arooos,
    Tessie-Girl writing for my brudder Riley-Puppy

  4. My good fortune not to be afraid of storms. So Mama and I sat on the front porch and watched our thunderstorm roll in. I sniffed the air, watched, and managed to get a damp coat even though we were protected by the porch. So for those pals of mine who don’t like storms and loud noiss like thunder, I growled at the storm for you!

  5. Please be safe. The memories can be so hard. I do love that photo of Stuart in the bathroom. Too cute (((hugs))) DakotasDen

  6. Lee says:

    We have been very lucky in that Lee has never had a dog that was afraid of storms
    Thanks for being a friend
    Sweet William The Scot

  7. finleywestie says:

    Neither me or Whit have evfur been skeered of storms or fireworks…. which is a gud thang ’round dese parts… we gets lotsa boom-booms!

  8. How lovely that you will have Stuart’s thundershirt to hug next time there’s a storm…….he would really love that I’m sure!

    Hugs, Sammy

  9. I heard of these things right here first and Jack has one now. Funny thing but I wondered if they came in my size too. LOL!

  10. I wish we humans could wear thundershirts too… those what will protect us from thunderstorms and the bad things what life brings sometimes….

  11. Fozziemum says:

    The boys only ever barked a bit at storms..poor Forrest would pace before one..the barometric changes can affect some doggies..once a storm hit he would be fine…we have finally had rain..storms lighting up the sky from Saturday into Sunday..today more storm clouds and rain..and i have spent today miserable..bless Stu..maybe he and Forrest are playing Bocce ball…maybe the rain is their spilled whisky as they have fun..wondering why their peeps are such sad sacks..i am glad you have his shirt..i have not washed a thing..but cried that the rain has maybe taken Forrrest’s scent away from Doc outside…time..only time…huge hugs and loves Bev xxx

    • Oh Bev. This breaks my heart. But I relish the thought of Stuart and Forrest playing Bocci ball. Actually, it’s kind of funny to visualize it. Thank you that my friend! May time help you. Sending hugs your way too. Nan

  12. Piglove says:

    Oh Houdini is terrified of the storms with the lightening and the thunder. We had a really bad storm this past weekend and he just shaked. Mom held him tight and took him to bed with her. I think she might need to invest in a thundershirt for him. XOXO – Bacon

  13. nordhuesn says:

    Andy is cool with the storms, fireworks not so much. Duffy however, has a thundershirt and always hides behind the toilet in My bathroom upstairs. I am not sure the thundershirt works, but we use it anyway. Stay safe and dry!

  14. Two French Bulldogs says:

    Thank goodness we don’t get that thunder cause I scream. Just think, it’s Stuart bowling
    Lily (& Edward)

  15. Whee are so sorry to hear about Stuart. Whee sometimes get nervous when there are storms too but the hooman put music on to distract us and cover the noise

    Whee hope holding his thundershirt brings you some comfort

    xxxx

  16. corkscot says:

    The thunder and lightning season gas started and all three of the Scotties have decided that they are going to be afraid. I guess that they felt that Sid needed company in his terror.

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