After a brief hike through a woodlot on the edge of John A. White Park, we came to Greenwood Cemetery, where Éva didn’t approve of a certain statue. Although in a welcoming stance as percieved by people, Éva seemed to interpret the stance, and size, as threatening, perhaps because it might be a stance people take before picking her up.  She began barking at the statue, so I walked around it with her, and Allison and I sat down below it for a time.  She continued to pace around and bark…