[Microcodeboy]

My favorite dog in my life (Sam, passed away four years ago) had an old awful chair in my shop. One day I cleaned up the shop and decided to have her use a nicer looking chair, the old one put in the garage staged for the garbage next week. She would come up to me and stare at me and the place the old chair was for hours, until I finally gave in and returned her old chair to its original position. It was then that I realized who was the real boss. Until then I thought it was Kathy!