Recently on our 5 a.m. walk, Daisy saw a new object of terror.
When I realized that she was focused on this thing we had just walked past that had never been on our route before, I walked her back to it and let her check it out. She wove up to it, sniffing all the while, ready for it to jump out at her. When she finally touched it, body taut, and it ROLLED, she jumped back three feet in surprise.
Beach balls are scary, guys.
Because I love silly animal stories, what do your pets do that makes you go, “Really?”