…when, while you stand at the freezer getting a few icecubes for your drink, the family’s faithful dog comes to beg for an icecube too. And instead of just smiling and giving him the delicious icecube, you look down at the lop-eared canine, and expectantly question him, “How do you ask politely?”
Did anyone (other than Sid) witness this rather bizarre behavior?
only the icebox…and it’s not talking!