My pug is a chicken. She is afraid of the silliest things.
Nate was outside one night taking the trash out and I put Abby outside a minute later. Apparently she didn’t realize that Nate was outside because when she heard him at the gate, she freaked and ran up to the porch, desperately trying to get inside. Of course, then she realized it was her beloved “Daddy” and started wagging her curly little tail very excitedly.
One (or more) of the fence slabs in the very back of our yard is broken. I think. I haven’t been out to investigate, but Nathan said it was. Abby has escaped a few times. Here’s the thing: when Nathan is outside playing, she is very brave and will escape the yard. At some point, Nathan gets around to coming to the door and saying “Oh yeah, Abby escaped” and I go out and yell for her. She is a good dog and always comes to the gate, so I know she doesn’t go far. But I still don’t want to risk anything happening to her.
So you ask – where does the “chicken” part come in? Here’s the thing: I can send Abby outside all by herself and she will NOT escape the yard. That is too scary for her. She only escapes if she is outside with the kids. Apparently it is “safe” then or something. Who knows? Try to figure out the logic of a Pug. You can’t.
Sooo until Nate can patch the fence this weekend (one more thing for my poor husband to do), Abby stays in when the kids go out. The rest of the time? She is free to go out as much as she wants…
I love my little curly-tailed black Pug.