“Why don’t you do as you’re told? Would that make it too easy for me?” Jesse stood with hands on hips, lecturing his dog, Pots.
Pots sat, looking up at him and wondering what his human was going on about. Didn’t he want him to chase strange animals away? That was his job, wasn’t it?
Pots turned his attention to the door when he heard his human’s mate approach.
“Jesse, the china cabinet is destroyed and my cat won’t come out of the carrier.”
Pots snorted in pleasure and turned back to his human, wondering why he rubbed his head.