A few weeks ago, Maggie the dog was chasing a fly. It flew into the other room where Thunder was. I wasn't there. Suddenly, Maggie started growling and barking at Thunder. All I could think was that Thunder got between her and the fly.
I ran to the room to break it up. Thunder scurried up to my bedroom--where Maggie can't go. Maggie got yelled at.
Since then, Maggie has been respectful of Thunder ever since, but Thunder has been very afraid of her. I have been having trouble getting him to come downstairs. He will come down and greet me, get something to eat--then he runs back up.
To make things worse--it had to be around the 4th of July. Maggie barks at fireworks. Whenever she barks, now, he runs upstairs. Then it takes hours to get him back down. If the fireworks werent' enough, we have had a lot of thunderstorms. She barks at thunder, too.
It has been awful for me. He is happy up there--he has everything a cat should need. There are 2 rooms--both with great windows, food, water and a litter box. Every time I would visit him, he would be so happy! Of course, I sleep up there, too.
Each time he would start to get brave, she would bark at something--and away he would run.
I miss him! Without him to distract me, I have no excuse. I have to do housework.
Yesterday, he seemed to want to try hanging out downstairs, again. I had an idea. I took the ramp that Ellen gave me that her dog used to us and put it in his favorite room with red blanket--his favorite blanket. The ramp was for Maggie, but she was afraid of it. Thunder decided he like to sleep on it. By moving it to a different room, it attracted him like a magnet!
Maggie was having a quiet day. He managed to spend all morning and afternoon downstairs--mostly on the dog ramp.
He has been downstairs again today. He seems to get less skittish with each hour he is down here. I hope that Maggie doesn't bark...
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