Today Bobby gave me a scare.
My father's car drove into the compound. Normally, Bobby runs off when he sees our car. Not today. He laid there motionless, back facing us. To avoid hitting him, my father slowed down. The car got closed and closer. Still no response. I was now worried, afraid that he's dead or fainted.
Then, just as I was about to get down the car to inspect him, HE TURNED AND WALKED AWAY LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED!!! Grr!
Zzz... Such a bad dog... TT
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