I was talking to my hubby about needing to call the HVAC dealer, then it was time to have the furnace taken care of before Winter season; and as soon as HVAC got out of my mouth, our dog was pawing at the door.
Instead of going over to the tree, he sat on the sidewalk, seeing up and down the street.
I was stuck there laughing, but my hubby was perplexed, and he asked what was up with our silly dog. I had to explain that every time the HVAC specialist arrives; he gives Roscoe a treat, then ruffles his neck, but Roscoe looked forward to the treat. Whenever he hears me talk about the HVAC specialist, he sits on the sidewalk and waits for him… My hubby frowned and asked how often the HVAC specialist was there that Roscoe knew the name and treats so well. I kissed his cheek and told him I would count and let him guess as soon as he went to work. He got Roscoe to come into the new home with a bizarre treat and tried to explain to our dog that the HVAC specialist wasn’t coming over today. He looked nervous as he sat by the door with his head on his paws. I could have sworn he knew what I was talking about. He wouldn’t really be disappointed for long, however, then the HVAC supplier called and said they could have a specialist at the new home by the end of the week. Roscoe was in the kitchen when the phone rang and as soon as I hung up, he was bouncing all around. He knew who I was talking to.