I adore my dog, but her high pitched barking drives me stark raving mad. I do whatever it takes to avoid that bark. She knows this and usually gets whatever she needs by piercing my eardrums until I do what she wants.
I’m a damn human robot. I hate it, but I hate the bark more.
She has a new treat stick that she rolls around the house like a kibble vending machine until it’s empty. Then she runs around my apartment barking until I refill the thing.
The first time is sorta cute, but after three days of this routine I’m ready to take my bloody eardrums back to work for some peace and quiet.