We’re getting a new roof on our building. This morning a roofer removed the skylight over the bathroom. Naturally, the dog goes freaking nuts. He’s barking and howling and generally sounding the alarm. But the roofer plays it cool.
“Hey little dog,” he says. “Why you bark so much?”
Morty turns up the volume on his barking. Again the roofer tries to calm him down saying, “nice dog, good dog.”
From my office, I hear this roofer-dog exchange go on for a little while. Then a foreman comes over and asks what the hold up is.
“The dog,” the roofer says. “He so cute.”
“That barking is driving me nuts,” the foreman says. “That’s why I’m a cat person.”