You ever see that talking and singing frog on the cartoon but it only sings when it's owner is around? It's funny, or it was until the day my dog began talking.
He pulled the same trick on me. He would never talk around anyone else.
That is until I had my beer party and I saw the dog go get a snack in the bathroom and a friend go in to take a whiz.
The no-longer-friend came out running with the legs of his pants wet and left, while calling me names about a bad joke. So everyone left.
"So what happened in there, Bruno?"
"That guy was taking a whiz in MY big white water dish and I gave him a good cussing out is what happened."
I'm moving out Friday.