Haha! My Shiba would bark at road cones on her walks that were not there the day before. They just *appeared*! Out of nowhere! They must be *evil* and barked into submission!
I loved this! Brave Tierce! Glad to know you’re safe from lighthouses and wheelbarrows!
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Ha, where I grew up, we had an annual balloon race. Every year, he would be paranoid of the skies for about a good week or two afterward.
He, as in, Tod, the Shiba.
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