He taught himself to jump over the fence to get into the yard. Later on, he learned how to bang on the back door and bay for her, as beagles do. While I was in Atlanta with Lulu, he'd come in the house in the morning with the two old girls. Bruce would tell him, "She's not here, go home." And off he'd go back over the fence to eat his breakfast.
Uh, hi, can Lulu come out to play?
Let the games begin!
Shall we dance?
Drop my stuffed baby and walk backward to the sound of my woof.
Just another day at the Bremers.