I’m working away in my office and basically ignoring the sounds coming from behind me. Since the little boy is repeatedly saying “ush, ush”, I figure he’s tortur… I mean playing with my dog. Then I hear the sound of water and notice that my dog is lying half in and half out of the utility room down the hall. I turn to find the boy on his hands and knees attempting to drink from the dog’s bowl the same way the dog drinks. And all I can think is: Don’t make my dog sick!