[bitt]

Despite my hortative nudging and pulling, my good dog refused to go out into the swirling snow and -10 degree windchill.

[Louis Foxwell]

Good dog. Knows his center.

[ptsal]

With a strep throat settling in, my hoarse shouts lack the usual volume, so my capital letters will have to suffice for my horative intent: LOCK UP HILLARY!