Finally, having had enough of what apparently wasn't a major issue, since none of the other dogs were even outside their dog houses, I rapped on the window again. Then I lowered the window and told him that was enough. Doolin settled down, I settled down.
The next morning, I looked all over the area between the house and the kennels and around the lawn area where Doolin had been barking towards. I didn't see anything. Maybe a few new branches had fallen, but that was about it. I put it out of my mind and went to work.
On the way up the driveway after work, I saw what the big boom was and what Doolin at been barking at. Well, barking towards since he couldn't see it from his kennel. A tree had fallen down a good 200 feet away from the house.
In my active imagination, I thought it sort of looked like the dying tree had been trying to crawl up towards the house and that's why Doolin kept barking, to warn the tree away. Good job Doolin!

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