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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?

A beautiful fall evening finds Hu-Dad sitting on the patio with his camera taking photos of the dogs. Movement out of the corner of his eye catches his attention. He turns to discover he’s the target. Roscoe approaches with determination in his eyes until… POUNCE! Yes, yes, Hu-Dad was a victim of Roscoe hugs. Not a bad way to spend a Saturday evening.

With a stretch of beautiful fall weather, our evenings are still warm enough for the humans to have dinner outside on the patio without building a fire. No need to worry about everything being properly sanitized post-meal, though, because Roscoe was on the job. He worked until not a single morsel could be found. Proof that we are a working breed.