He used to lay right by her, lick her hands and face, and she couldn't have cared less.
We are currently working through her learned fear (from her brothers) of Cockleburr. She would want to go in the back yard, but walking past the dog would stop her. She would say "Cockleburr's scary", then I would tell her he is not scary, he is nice. She would repeat that until we started toward him, then quickly jump and flinch while he lies on the grass looking at us with his one eye that works. Poor dog. Just this week she has decided he may not be so bad. She started feeding him grass and talking all sweet to him. Now, every second of the day she want to go see Cockleburr.
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