Once upon a time we had a bullmastiff named Hercules (may he rest in peace/spill out some doggie chow for our fallen homie). Hercules was an anxious dog. He was so frazzle-ridden  we nicknamed him Flinchy because of his tendency to (waitforit) flinch at the slightest noise or merest of changes in his surroundings. Flinchy Hercules possessed a habit which quickly caught our ... Continue Reading