Yep, that's my Murph...and unfortunately, my butt. (thanks, Erin
This isn't his worst, just what was captured. And, no, he isn't coddled all the time...not that it makes much difference.
He was freaked out by the fireman. I wasn't making him be petted or anything. We were working on giving attention and working near scary things. At that point, someone moved a plastic grocery bag that had treats in it...that was the end of it for Murphy. I kept him there long enough for it to be captured (and to share with my vet), but we went and took a break in the grass after that. This is what I meant in the other thread about life in general being scary for my poor houndy-boy