If you've been in our shop, you probably know our dog Mollie. She's still our hard-working, loyal, loving girl after ten years. She adores babies, kids, pinecones, her cozy bed, cookies, and ropes to tug on. She's calm and sweet and happy.
But she hates mink oil. There's some pherome in it that drives her crazy, and if you've used it to oil your boots, she'll bark and bark and bark (in this piercing, insistent way) until she drives you out of the shop (is it her springer or border collie genes coming out?). There was a guy in the other day who set her off (it also might have had something to do with the rather large camera he had dangling off his waist), and as he turned to go down our little pathway, he said to her, "Fine! I'm leaving!"
Way to go on the customer service, Mollie.
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