Horrible scare

And not just talking about yesterday's tornadoes. I hate when the name of my town keeps getting mentioned on the news followed by, "TAKE COVER IMMEDIATELY." We had the most difficult time getting the dogs into the basement yesterday. We had to carry little Annabelle down those stupid stairs four times. I don't know if the cinderblock and cement were making the sirens echo too much for their ears or what, but they did NOT want to be down there. But we weathered that yesterday, and all were fine.

Then this morning, we let the dogs out as usual. I opened the door and in came four, Bonnie is usually last, so I wasn't scared yet. I turned on the light so she could know it's time to come inside. She still didn't. So I poked my head out to see where she was. I heard a horrible sound and thought she was having a hard time breathing. I finally saw her. She had fallen onto her back and was wedged in the four inch space between the fence and our patio. All four feet were in the air, and she was almost screaming in fear. I threw on the closest pair of shoes and went out to get her out of there. And now I'm worried that she isn't getting around as well as I thought she was.

 

Thank you. Yes, Bonnie will be 17 in about 2 weeks.