He's been growling and barking at phantoms all morning--the smallest things like the house creaking or the icemaker rumbling will set him on high alert. I took him with me for a ride this afternoon to get lunch and he got his hackles raised over a palmetto I was next to at a stoplight. Later, Sam was in the garage and I was in the kitchen and sneezed, which apparently signaled an imminent invasion and set Sam to barking and baying like a beagle under attack.
I let him inside to reassure him, only to have him start growling at the front door after I woke him up with a hiccup. He's been scaring me more than anything, since all will be silent to my ears and all of a sudden he's up and barking. I've hardly gotten any of my reading done because whatever real or imagined thing is startling him is causing him to startle me.
I wonder if his jumpiness has anything to do with his medicines. Starting Tuesday he went down from one predinsone a day to one every other day, so yesterday was his first day in the past two weeks without prednisone. And this morning his back was itchy again, and he was starting to get the beginnings of the dandruff back. He got the prednisone today, but I wonder if perhaps an influx of histamines has made him a bit more excitable than usual. It's not good news--it means the medicines are just treating the symptoms, and he's still having an allergic reaction underneath.
I swear, if this dog is allergic to grass or the sun or something else ridiculous... that'd be just like him, too. Causing as much trouble as he possibly can.
I've got him in my room with me now to settle him, and he's fallen fast asleep on my bed. It's a double bed, and when he lies across it, he's as long as it is wide. He's thoroughly zonked out now, snoring away like a foghorn. But I do prefer the snoring to the random barking--at least the snoring is predictable!
Going.... going....
Gone.
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