Thursday, January 29, 2009

 

ghost dog

I think Nemo sees dead people. Or at least he saw something, that I didn't see, in the same spot in the woods, on two different occasions, that sent him skidding around, yelping, and then afraid to walk back to the house without being leashed, with his tail between his legs.

What is that about?

I've never seen anything like it. It's like he became another dog. I was alone with him the first time, and the second time, a couple of weeks later, we were out there with my folks and Gavin. At one point he was so scared my mom said, "he doesn't want to walk." He just sat down, on top of his tail, and looked pathetically at us. He's too big to carry, so we sort of had to distract him with sticks, and Gavin had to hold onto his harness. Even when we got back to the house, and went through the whole towel-drying ritual, he was still tail between his legs. Then it wore off. I don't get it. I guess I never will. But I was scared to go through that patch for a day or two. I'm over it now.

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