From: Southern California
ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake
US Navy is bombarding San Clemente Island tonight. No earthquake yet just explosions. Oddly, this seems not to bother the lab-mix.
I am unable to discern a pattern to her canine anxieties. Maybe she just had a dream she got kicked by a moose or something.
Dogs usually react like that if they want to be let out to have at some passing wildlife - like a family of raccoons, a pack of coyotes, a porcupine or a skunk!
I have no idea how their floppy ears can hear such things outside. Oh wait - you're in California - you can probably leave a window open at night.
No, the passing wildlife sound pretty much happens EVERY night. It chiefly consists of barking and excited yelping in which both dogs chime in. Never seen a porcupine come around here but everything else you mentioned and possoms and rabbits and bobcats does.
Skunk and government intersection story.
About 3 weekends ago to the top floor of a house on the other street burned. Absolutely beautiful place with a rotunda and everything. If you ever wanted a rotunda in your house, THIS was the place. 10 fire trucks show up with a giant semi-truck hazmat vehicle and a specialized truck to produce breathing air...plus not one, but TWO Bn., commanders. I guess the Regimental commander stayed behind with the atry and band and such.
Well, all the noise scares a skunk from his hide near the house and the poor thing runs out in the street and gets squashed by the hazmat truck. Thre are like 30 firemen standing around doing nothng because the fire is out now, 3 CHiP's, 4 Sheriff Deputies, 2 SoCal Edison trucks...so....naturally, they call the animal control officer, who arrives lights flashing, gets a briefing from one of the Bn CO's, grabs a shovel and tosses the skunk carcass up onto the hill. I guess you had to have a special shovel, a model L43T-7a carcass scooper.
Postcript on the skunk. That poor thing sat up on the hill for 9 d days in 90 degree weather. I would say on day 5 or 6 the decay smell surpassed the skunk smell. Nasty. Then on the 9th day, something found it and tore it to shreds. Nothing left by a bit of spine and patches of fur. My bet is turkey vultures. I am hoping no mammal woul stoop that low.