Windy makes herself comfortable for an afternoon nap.

Severe thunder and lightening last night kept us awake – with Windy’s barking.

We welcomed Windy into our home last August, and not until now did we have such a storm at night.

As lightening lit up the bedroom, Windy barked. As thunder rumbled, Windy barked. As horizontal rain beat against the windows, Windy barked.

Giving her a sharp “NO!” helped. The problem is we don’t want to frighten Hope. Hope, who has trust issues because of her time in the Amish puppy mill, is sensitive when she hears corrections. I admit Hope has not done anything bad, so she doesn’t hear the word “no” often. Jake is practically the perfect dog, so when he hears “no” he obeys. Windy, however, is hardheaded.

Windy, a miniature dachshund, reminds me of a terrier. She can be determined and pushes limits. We wonder if she secretly plans world domination.

Today calls for more storms, so while I am home I will be working on “No bark” with my little diva.