Sparky is anxious and needs a friend, but because of the poison ivy issue, I have been standoffish and not as cuddly as is our custom.

There is a big storm coming.  Sparky is only mildly annoyed by the vacuum cleaner and dog hygiene like a bath or nail clip.  Storms may be the thing that he finds most disturbing.  My sister’s dog would rank up there too, but Sparky might have forgotten about that.  Nothing else bothers him.

A car ride might be Sparky’s favorite thing that isn’t food or stinky.  I’ve got garage work to do, so I invited Sparky down to sit in the truck.  That did the trick.  I closed the door when I had to do something noisy, but otherwise, left it open so Sparky felt like he was in the game.