“Aaaarrrrhhhhh!!!! Momma Dog, let me go outside, I’d rather be out in the heat than in here watching him hoard his food all day! Look over there, he’s got a little piece of toast from breakfast, a bite of a hamburger from last night, and a chewbone all piled up by his foot and he’s been guarding them all morning while you were gone. If Pavlov was still alive, I’d be a prime candidate for a saliva test! Look at the front of me, I’m all wet.”
“Here Nemo, here’s a biscuit, you were a good boy not to take Huck’s treasures.”
“Take them, I wouldn’t go near them, it would be a fight to the death. He’s a terrier, he’d hang from my throat for a year and I wouldn’t be able to swallow anyway.”
“O.K., go on outside and salivate on a squirrel.”