Scaredy Cat

Even though our hundred pound German Shepherd looks ferocious, he's nothing but a scaredy cat. Let me tell you about his latest scaredy cat episode.

There have been Diwali celebrations in our neighborhood. (It's a big Indian holiday for those who aren't familiar with it.) People have been shooting off fireworks every night. Schultz doesn't like it. When I came home from work, he immediately ran over to me and tried to hide between my legs. He just about knocked me over.

"Schultz. Chill. What's the matter?"

That's when I heard the fireworks go off. He looked at me with his brown soulful eyes and whimpered.

"It's okay, Schultz," I said, petting his head. "It's just fireworks."

More went off. I sat down and Schultz put his head on my lap. That dog would not leave my side until the fireworks stopped.

(Meanwhile, Bootsy, our cat, sat nearby watching the whole thing with utter disdain. After a while, he parked himself on the back porch and enjoyed the rest of the fireworks show. He's not a scaredy cat!)

Before I go, I'd like to thank Tracy Terry for her wonderful review of my book, Ten Zany Birds! You can read her comments here.