I wonder if it works on other dogs. If I was displeased with her, I’d let her sulk for a minute, then call her over and say “OK” and she’d bound off, all forgiven. It’s not as though it got her out of any trouble. Maybe she thought it did. Or maybe she thought I was gullible.
Tito knew I was gullible.
SO gullible.
One day I will tell you some crazy tales of the things he did, that if I had not seen them, I never would’ve believed them.
That dog should have been in Hollywood.