Duck hunt

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There's a canal nearby that has an assortment of wildlife, including seagulls, pigeons, swans, and ducks. The first time I stopped to admire and watch these creatures caused Hobie to have a major freakout. He was whining, crying and spinning simultaneously. I figured that either he wanted to a) jump in the water and "play" with the ducks or b) attack the ducks. The closer we approached the water's edge, Hobie was practically strangling himself to get even closer to the ducks.

I thought this would be a one-time occurrence, but I was mistaken. Each subsequent time we approached the canal, the same behavior ensued. It was amusing, and the "quack, quack" sounds I made did caused Hobie even more stress. One evening, he even managed to get his front paws wet as he galloped down the stairs at the water's edge. Had the leash not been taut, I'm sure he would've jumped right in.

But Hobie has managed to calm down quite a bit. Still, he was on high alert as this group of ducks swam by in front of him. It's his version of duck hunting...

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