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December 15, 2006
OFF LEASH: On noises
"Off Leash" is an occasional column by Fiddler. Past columns can be found here.
Yesterday the bell on the toaster sounded and I immediately tucked my tail firmly betwixt my legs and cowered in the nearest available corner, where I remained for a solid five minutes.
Why did I do this? That's a fine question. Here's my answer: I do not know. Why, indeed, am I terrified of crinkly plastic bags? Or of the sudden rip of a Velcro fastener? I cannot say.
It's not as if I'm terrified of everything. If a stranger approaches the door, I will bark like a ferocious mongrel with a jones for human flesh. Big trucks get the same treatment, as do people on skateboards (I really, really hate skateboards).
But crinkle a bag in my vicinity and I turn into a 55-pound baby. I can't explain it. Though, as someone once said: Fear is in the ear of the belistener.
Well, I am someone.
Posted by teb at December 15, 2006 11:07 AM