We had very loud fireworks last night; Lucy was laying in my bed and they didn't bother her at all.
Ringo, my tough guy, went crazy! Barking, barking, whining . . I finally got him a bone and put him in his crate; with a blanket over most of it, making a little 'cave' for him.
It worked because he chewed happily on the bone and never made another peep. As soon as they stopped, we let him out.
I think he liked his little safe haven.
I have heard good things about the thundershirt too; but have never tried it.
__________________  Mommy to Lucy, Ringo, and Matthew |