This morning, Fudge, Vern, and I were all in bed. All of a sudden, Vern looked up and noticed the ceiling fan. We run the fan year round, so it is not like it is something new. Well, he reared up and backed up and then turned and ran right at me for protection. It was almost a slinky, low to the bed, kind of run and he looked petrified. I think he stayed low just in case the ceiling fan tried to grab him. He was not taking any chances and continued to sit on me for about ten minutes with his eyes fixated on that dangerous fan. He was afraid to sit under the fan. I told him he was a great watch dog and I always felt safer when he was around.
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