After I got home from work today I took him out to poop. We walked up to the patio outside of the front door and he kept looking up with something making him nervous. I couldn't figure out at first what was the cause, then I realized that it was.... a stick.
It was really windy today and there was a stick on the roof of the apartment building that had landed there and was protruding out a few inches. Once he spotted the stick, Lucky seemed to think it was a threat to his well being.
He is the only dog that would run from a stick instead of play with it. I removed the stick of doom after taking the picture. I couldn't let Lucky be paralyzed with fear any longer.
|The stick of doom on the roof of the apartment.
|For a little perspective, here's a wide shot of the stick on the roof.
I either have a neurotic dog or I don't understand
the real threat this stick presents.
I'm going with the first one.