It’s fly season (at least the ticks are gone) and we have flies all over.
Owen, who has never been hit or even threatened in his life, runs and hides under the table whenever I pick up the fly swatter.
Where did he learn that? It makes me want to take the fly swatter and give him a few good smacks[1]. That would give him something to be afraid of!
1. Of course, I’d never hurt any dog, let alone a Good Dog like Owen.
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