It’s true. Sometimes, I can never tell when, a sound hits my ears and reaches my brain (yes me, me Bailey has a brain) and my body reacts without thinking. It just turns on and I’m barking my loudest, most ferocious bark, on my paws and ready for what’s coming.
But nothing’s coming.
So I’m scared to my puppy bones by an imagined foe. Nothing real mind you, just the power of the mind set out to convince you a fear is real. You grasp at any confirmation or hint of denial, grappling with the unknown.
It seems to take an endless forever before me, me Bailey knows if I should leap up and sound the alarm, or stay where I am and settle back down. It must really take no time at all because no one else seems to notice anything.
Except for the poor unfortunate who is sitting at my side. They get quite a start. Sometimes (most times) they jump at my sudden bark and even if someone deserves a bark they don’t seem all that thrilled by my watchfulness.
All i can say is that I’m sorry. I guess you have to take the good with the bad. Hopefully me, me Bailey brings more good than bad.
