Last night, Gull was barking, barking at me.  Course, you know I didn't do anything whatsoever to instigate it.  Finally, Mom told him if he barks one more time, he's gonna have to go to his bed.  So what does he do? He barks one more time at me, then goes and gives himself a time out in his bed, without Mom even doing anything. 

I'd had high hopes that my instruction was helping him tap into his Terrier-self, but then he goes and does something so Collie-like.  Apparently I've got more chance of turning a Rat into a Terrier than a Collie.

The Murph Dog...