I wanted to walk the dog this morning, and I got my shoes on and found the leash and got her all excited, and then noticed that she wasn't wearing her collar.
Now the dog, it should be made clear, has never shown the slightest sign of being bothered by her collar. But when my second son turned 16 he decided that it was strangling her and rubbing her skin raw and started taking it off her whenever she was in the house and defending this action by saying that only he cared enough about her to notice how her confining collar was paining her.
Now that my youngest son is 16 he has started to feel the same way and do the same thing. So I went and woke him up, and he told me where the collar was. And the dog and I had a nice walk in the woods.