What a Dog's Gotta Do

Sometimes, a dog's just gotta show their humans what's really important. That is to say, show the humans just who's boss.

Yesterday, my human was sort of running on this big round black thing, but he wasn't going anywhere. And he certainly wasn't giving me the attention due me as a regal member of the canine community.

Since he wasn't going anywhere, I figured he might as well spend some of that energy lavishing attention on me. But, humans being humans, he needed a little nudge, a not-so-subtle hint that his energies would be better spent elsewhere. That is to say on me.

Here I am. Of course, it doesn't
pay to look too interested.

So I took the plunge. Needless to say, I was a bit nervous about getting up on the round black thing. But, as they say, nothing ventured, nothing gained. So up I went.

Of course, once I was up on the round black thing, my human had to get off since he couldn't run while I was there. And that was the whole point.

Luckily, my human is pretty smart, at least as humans go. He got the hint, sat down on the floor, and began ministering to me. I rewarded him by allowing him to pet me and then, to show my appreciation of his efforts, by licking his hand.

Some might think I was being a bit shameless by being so blatant in my approach. But you know what they say. Sometimes a dog's gotta do what a dog's gotta do.

Bark. Bark. Howl.