Every time my wonderful dog pisses on a Bush, I praise him and give him a treat. Then he will go back to the Bush and take a whiff, mmmmmmm, reminds him of some unfinished business. And as his back legs start to lower and his butt hits that position of 1" or so 'above the ground he lays out a perfect Rove. Perfect shape, all one color and tapered on both ends. Then he raises up , struts a little and returns to smell. After a quick smell he turns his head to me and give me that look, "Smells like Cheney."
I just wish my dog could vote.
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