Bennett begged me for an ice cream bar.
I gave him a 1/4 to minimize the mess.
Even though I strongly suggested he eat his treat in the kitchen, seconds later found him leaning over the arm of the couch, with a pile of melting ice cream on the tile below.
Before I could react, Bennett gave a short whistle, snapped his fingers, and said "Here boy!"
Jacks obediently complied by licking up the cold mess. (Tongue to floor. Yep.)
I watched silently in horror, glancing up at Bennett just in time to see the pure pleasure(mischievous glint) in his eyes as he watch his "pet" be so obedient to his command.
Who needs a real dog when you have siblings who will do just about anything you want them to.
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