Freddy, the wiener dog, knows when a storm is coming. He starts acting up about two hours before it arrives – barking at nothing, constantly looking out the sliding glass doors but refusing to go outside, walking through the house checking on everybody. Every time I think, “Freddy, what’s wrong with you?” Then, two hours later I hear the thunder. You’d think by now I’d be used to it….the doggie barometer.
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