I heard a weird sound from the other room and couldn't place it, and it went on for a bit with me wondering wtf it was... so I went into the living room where my dad and Middie were curled up together watching TV . . . or, well, they were when I last saw them. Middie was holding himself stiffly and pressing against the end of his leash, emitting loud, angry-sounding growls. The fur on his ruff and back weren't up.. so I don't think he was scared.. but WOW were those frightening growls. He didn't let up when he saw me, so I took the leash and we went to the front door, flipped on the outside lights and peered out.. nothing on the porch, so he and I went out. He kept growling, and I saw something black out of the corner of my eye go off into the woods, but when I looked over all I saw was some swaying grass. He stopped growling then, and looked intently around the yard for a bit, and we both headed inside.
Very, very strange.
But I can tell you if I was ever on the receiving end of a noise like that, I would be out of the area as fast as I possibly could. I never knew he could sound so bloodcurdling..
Very, very strange.
But I can tell you if I was ever on the receiving end of a noise like that, I would be out of the area as fast as I possibly could. I never knew he could sound so bloodcurdling..