Trying To Calm Rocky
I knelt down, trying to connect with him, but Rocky was still too restless, darting his eyes around and sniffing the air like he was searching for something.
“What’s going on, boy?” I asked, but he didn’t even look at me, just kept moving. My commands seemed to float away, ignored as if they were the wind.
“Hey, shhh, it’s okay,” I tried again, placing a gentle hand on his back, but Rocky kept pacing, tail wagging with nervous energy.