August 12, 2010
I was standing in front of George when a piece of cereal fell out of my bowl and landed on the floor just inches from him. He stared off into space. I tapped my foot on the floor next to the piece of cereal as that is the international human to dog signal that there is something yummy to be eaten that the human is unwilling to bend over and pick up. He stared off into space. Isabella, who had been asleep on the second floor of the house, heard the tapping, woke up, came downstairs and ate the piece of cereal while George still just stood there. What a dummy.