Jinx was a very difficult dog this evening, and I’ve been giving him a bit of the cold shoulder. He’s gotten into a very bad habit of refusing to come when called. Or worse, running at top speed away from us when he’s called. He was barking ferociously at something in the woods along the side of the house. The noise he made was of such a pitch and intensity that it made me think it might be something beyond the usual squirrel or coon. He finally came down to the door, but dashed away every time we tried to coax him inside. My wife was finally able to cajole…