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Roscoe has a quite expressive face, but those ears add accents to every message. He has the alert and paying attention face as seen above, but it ranges to the tired “Malamute” ears that droop to the sides of his head when he is sleepy. For today, though, we give you the perky ears.

Roscoe might be the youngest member of The Herd, but he knows that if you strut with confidence, everyone will believe you’re boss. Except for your bestest pal ever, who will tackle you in the next few seconds. And that bouncy Boom Boom brother who lives in his own universe. And that old suave guy who acts like he’s boss (yes, sir, whatever you say, sir). Other than them, Roscoe’s the boss (in his own mind).

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.