George is SO funny!
It's George's last night with us. While I was out this morning, daughter arrived home. Did he "kill"? Definitely not. Not even a bark, but when she went to bed (having been on night shift), he insisted on sleeping on her bedroom floor. Then tonight I was tormenting him by hiding his "pull" behind me. "Watch. He'll bark at me in a minute." Wrong. All of a sudden he turned round and round had half rolled over. He won the toy! This is what he's been taught to do to get his dinner "Sit, lie down and roll over". Who could resist that "please"?