poor Oscar does not like going out in the rain. Yesterday I got the impression he was waiting on an umbrella escort for his trip to the backyard.
He has also become rather picky at treat time you must give him the treat in his mouth do not drop it on the floor, oh no he will look at that bone look back at you and wait for you to give it to him properly. When he became Mr Manners is beyond me...
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