Sitting by the fire last night, all of a sudden my big goofy boy Domino walks right into the fire pit, scoops a hole, and drops a deuce maybe 18" from the fire.
He was hit by a car before I got him, he crosses the road I live on, starts trouble with raccoons, and now he walks into active fire pits. I thought they were supposed to be instinctively afraid of fire? He probably is down to 3 or 4 lives left now.