Had me a dog. Anytime I would rustle anywhere except to the kitchen or the bedroom, that dog was a statue by the door and facing outside. No ask. No refuse. 100* outside or 0*. If it was time, that dog was ready. Good dog, too. She wouldn't let anything near her car. I offered a ride to a hitchhiker without asking the dog. At the door to the pickup, the hitchhiker wisely declined the ride when he saw all the slobber on the passenger window. She tried to add toothmarks, but she couldn't get her mouth over the glass. Boy was she loud about it. hee-hee