Poor Foozie, the neighbor was shooting something off. I'm not sure what, a gun or fireworks, but it was pretty loud. So Fooze ran over to me, climbed up on my shoulder and stuck his head behind the pillow on the couch. He was quite concerned about it. My husband asked that they cease the racket, and they did, so Fooze could relax. I mean there wasn't any danger, they have 50 acres and you can't see the house while the leaves are on the trees, but it upset Fooze and put him into a bit of a panic. One of those cases of a dog afraid of something that won't hurt him, but when he should be afraid of something,( like confronting after deer) he's all bravado.
Make them stop Mommy
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