I had a pretty smart dog a few years back... a Rottweiler named Nelson.... he used to keep door to door salesmen and other unwanted visitors at bay...
I'd see them coming and say: "Nels, who's at the door!!"... and he'd run growling and snarling to the front door and send 'em packing. He was trained not to go past the door runner, but they didn't know that..hehe.
Those were my drinking days, and when I got a bit tanked, Nels and I used to dance together ... not as elegantly or as good as those in the clips, but we had fun anyhow.
