It's odd that you say that, because sometimes Fender will go into the trees, or over to the flowerbeds, and all of the sudden run out with his ears back, and his tail glued to his butt. I never thought anything of it until I read this thread. Then I remembered that my parents old dog Barney was buried below the flowerbed that Fender is scared of. If I were you, I'd definitely see a pet psychic.