Love That Dirty Water
"I thought you said you taught the new puppy to sit?' Lana bit her tongue. "I did. But I'm surprised you remember this morning's conversation as out of sorts as you were." "Well, he won't sit for me," grumbled Neil. "Why didn't you find an intelligent, good-looking dog that would be a great companion for us? This little mongrel looks like he just stepped out of the sewer. Remember Tramp on that Disney movie? Tramp was pretty compared to this little mutt." "Oh, absolutely mahvelous, dahling! You give me such encouragement!" "Why won't he sit for me?" whined Neil. "Probably for a number of reasons. One, you're a twit. Two, you are too harsh with him. You are scaring him. He's only 5 pounds! Three, you aren't patient enough. Give him some time to get used to you. and four, you're a twit." "You're saying he doesn't like twits, or I'm a twit?" "Ye...