Staffordshire Terrier

Wired just like a staffy, Olive is generally the sweetest, lovingest little thing.
Sure she occasionally doesn’t understand her own size, sure she can go careening into a little white fluffy and send them flying, but for the most part, she is a loving little dog.
Then, like many a staffy before her, she goes through a period of totally weird. We called the most recent one her seeing-ghosts-phase.
During this phase she’d be happily walking along with the other dogs when she’d stop dead, stare into the near distance (at seemingly nothing) and turn and flee. This went on for about three weeks until the ghosts left the park.