Swirl’s Chewed Things: Swaddling

Hello. I am Swirl.

My owners think I need a therapy dog. I get extremely anxious when storms are coming so I jump on things and paw at them like the couch pillows and people.

Last week during a storm, the lady sat in the bathroom with me and patted my head but then she got tired of that and so I had to go paw some things, like the man’s arm, which I think hurt him because there was yelling and a little blood, and then I had to keep circling, circling, circling because you know the storm is coming but from which direction? You have to be ready.

I wish I had a dog house, a place to call my own. Like in the old days. Now I live in a house that is too big for a normal dog and it gives me no shelter.

After the pawing time last week, the people bought me a thunder shirt. They make me wear it when storms are predicted. It’s supposed to make me feel safe like when you swaddle a baby which is something I’ve seen – they wrap her up like a sausage in a bun so you can only see her little round apple of a head.

Here is my new shirt.

Here is the swaddled baby.

It’s embarrassing.