For the next few days, Lola & I have company. The Millie Monster is visiting!
Millie is so petite compared to Lola.
She is a sweet pup and her eyes make her look like a cartoon dog.
But if she were a human, she would see a counselor weekly and take anti-anxiety drugs.
She's a total nutcase.
She's afraid of:
~the radio changing from one song to the next
~certain people (she has a list of people she doesn't like)
~all sorts of noises
I'm certain I'm leaving about a zillion things off that list that she really is freaked out by. Before getting her this go around, I was informed that she is now apparently frightened by people eating because she runs outside during dinner every night and refuses to come inside until they are done. Is it the food? The plates? The forks & knives? Who knows!