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Normally, the only people who ring our doorbell deliver packages to us. That’s of limited interest to us, except for a few rare exceptions. Last night, though, dozens of little humans dressed up in fanciful costumes and rang our doorbell. Then—get this—the Hu-Dad gave them treats. Them and not us! And we couldn’t greet them with the Siberian pounce. In fact, we were required to stay in Hu-Dad’s study with those doors closed. So, yes, Roscoe was protesting this inexplicable guest policy.

The problem with a bad boy reputation—even if it is only because your bestest bud is a baddie—is that people tend to closely monitor your activities. Roscoe realized that the Hu-Dad was supervising and swears he wasn’t actually causing mischief at that moment. So we had a brief stare down between human and canine as Roscoe was watching the watcher.

When passing other dogs on a trail, Roscoe can be a little challenged to behave well. To help him learn his manners, Hu-Dad treated us if we pass other canines respectfully. Now, when Roscoe passes a dog, he turns to Hu-Dad to request his treat. This has extended to dogs not on the trail, but in their own yards. Yesterday morning, Roscoe argued passing a particularly chubby squirrel in a tree was more or less the same thing, so he said a deal was a deal. Where’s my treat?