Truman used to hate the Fourth of July. He'd freak at the sound of fireworks and spend the evening in the basement. Now he is largely deaf so he doesn't mind. He can sure bark up a storm over squirrels, though,especially early in the morning. One squirrel seems to deliberately tease him. This morning Truman was on one side of a tree and the squirrel was four feet away on the other side. Truman didn't seem to see the squirrel but the squirrel was peeking at him from behind. When he did see the squirrel he barked and then peed on the tree as if that settled everything.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Fourth of July
Truman used to hate the Fourth of July. He'd freak at the sound of fireworks and spend the evening in the basement. Now he is largely deaf so he doesn't mind. He can sure bark up a storm over squirrels, though,especially early in the morning. One squirrel seems to deliberately tease him. This morning Truman was on one side of a tree and the squirrel was four feet away on the other side. Truman didn't seem to see the squirrel but the squirrel was peeking at him from behind. When he did see the squirrel he barked and then peed on the tree as if that settled everything.
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