The dog is standing on a piece of toast. No. Now I see he's standing on a shoe. He doesn't have a name yet so I'm going to call him Leo. I used to have a dog. I wonder where my dog is now but maybe I don't have one?
He's in a shoe store but no, he's in his masters bedroom closet.
There's a big dog out there that he's looking at. There sure are a lot of bows all over. I wonder why there are so many? I wonder if he's chewed them off? He's knocked the shoes all around.
He's just full of mischief but he's a good dog.
He's about ready to get something going, like he's going to jump on something or someone. He hears them coming. He is going to dare someone to do something. He's saying "What the heck!" Here they come!