Last night I scared the bejeezus out of my three year old Lab "Knox."
Keep in mind he is super smart (can open and close doors on his own, can find specific toys by name when I ask for it) and is not scared of anything but the vacuum. Even fireworks don't phase him. Also, I've NEVER beat him. I've rapped him on the nose once when he caught a baby bird and had it in his mouth. I'm also pretty even keel watching the games. I'll will celebrate, say some "gosh darns" or "stupid refs" or "what the f***'s" but don't yell at the tv in anger though I may be boiling inside.
When Crouch ran in for the TD I jumped up of the couch yelling in joy in a dancing around. It startled Knox so bad he pinned his ears back and immediately hit the deck. I could not get him to move, he looked soooo scared. Even giving him treats, scratches and doing our "dance" couldn't give him comfort. Then when Gray got the onside kick a few seconds later I clapped my hands really loud out of impulse but tried not to yell with glee like I wanted it to.
Poor Knox actually start shaking uncontrollably. I've literally never seen him do that. I couldn't even celebrate the second touchdown for fear of his mental state.
I guess he too, cannot handle Tennessee games.
Much peace and serenity to you all during the coming Vol Decade.
