Lacey did not mind the hair dryer. She would let me blow dry her if I gave her a bath. She did not like getting her hair brushed after. The minute I showed her that hair brush, she would run behind the couch and not come out. She also did not like medicine. When she had ear mites and my mom got her some drops from the vet, she knew. She would see that bottle and run. She did not like the vacuum either. She would run into my room and stay there until we finished cleaning. I don't think she liked men very much either except for my dad. Everytime one of my dad's friends came over, she would bark at them until they left. I guess she was scared of someone hurting her daddy. |