It's all in the Defense Posture

This what I look like when I'm really scared. Uncle Mike dropped the leash handle and it chased me all the way to the door! I don't know how that thing just keeps followin me, I ran all over the place to get away from it! I thought it might be Mattie comin to wup me but it was just the darn leash handle. Sheesh! And I got my tail all puffed up over nuthin. Pretty good form, though, eh?