No, Sir!

It’s a Dog’s Life . . .

DOG:  Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!

ME:   Why are you making so much noise?

DOG:  Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!

ME:   Quiet down! This is not the time for your nonsense.

DOG: [Grabs shoe from shoe rack at front door and begins chewing on it.]

ME: [Takes shoe away.] Why are you doing that? You’re not a puppy anymore. Grow up!

DOG: [Grabs remote off of coffee table and runs to bedroom.]

ME: [Follows dog to bedroom and takes remote away.] No, sir! Not for you! Why are your behaving this way?

DOG: [Jumps on sofa and starts tearing into pillow.]

ME: That’s it! [Takes pillow away from dog.] I am putting you in your crate until you learn how to behave.

DOG: [Looks up at me.] What? It was just a peaceful protest.