
Of course, on a nice day she loves romping around outside, but we haven't exactly had a "nice day" in quite a long while. So yesterday, it got up to 55 and quite a bit of the snow melted. So the hubby and I took Kahlua out for a long overdue walk. She seemed to enjoy herself...until we encountered a snowman. Instantly, the hair on her back stood straight up. She cowered away at first, then slowly approached it growling and showing her teeth. Then, as if the snowman jumped at her, she yelped and barked and ran in the opposite direction.
Yes, my dog is a scaredy cat. We've seen a similar effect with scarecrows.