Poor Buddy. As soon as I opened the door to go outside for their dog walk this morning, it thundered. I had no idea it was doing anything. Well, he came to an abrupt stop where he just digs his legs into the ground like "I'm not going anywhere!" Bless his heart, we walked long enough for Sam to poop and headed back for the house. Buddy needs another dog walk this morning once this passes (which of course means Sam Sam gets another walk too.) Right now Buddy needs the pet sitter to comfort him and tell him it's okay. Poor guy.