Can I still call her a puppy? she's 2 now. She's always my baby girl, though I wanted to strangle the fucking shit out of her today. Had a high efficiency furnace installed, which involved 2 large burly (and yes ladies, quite cute even though neither of them looked old enough to be installing furnaces, and I felt a little dirty for checking them out) strange men in my house, and drilling holes in through my outside brick. She has an incredible fear of strange men. Maybe she's seen me yell at too many men, so feels like they are a threat to me? I'm uncertain. She wouldn't stop growling and barking at an incredible volume, while cowering behind my legs shaking like a damn leaf. I finally put her in my bedroom upstairs, but still had to listen to her bark all afternoon. When they finally left, I found her hiding under my covers on my bed (where the little toad KNOWS she's not to be). She still won't leave my feet, but has stopped trembling. And I got a new furnace!