Oh my gosh! This morning, I put Snoodles food down, and she was scared for some reason to eat it. She wanted to, but something was scaring her. So, I stood by the bowl and told her it was okay! Then at supper time, she was jumping and barking and was scared to death. Sure enough, there was a miller moth on the side of the cupboard and she was scared to death.
I put it on the floor, and she would jump and bark around it, but the minute it moved, she would go running and jumping away from it. I laughed myself sick as did my husband. She was so funny. Are you sure they use to kill rats in England? Ha! Ha! Snoodles would have been fired the first few minutes. Brave she is not! I mean, how big is a miller moth for God's sake? Ha!
Pat