Today Mike and I stopped at Denny's for a late lunch. Isaac was with me, of course, and he behaved very well. Mike had a meatball sub and I guess Isaac thought it smelled really, really delicious because he whimpered very loudly when it was placed on the table. I corrected him and he stopped, though.
As we were leaving, a waitress asked, "I'm not allowed to pet him, am I?"
I said, "Not while he's working, sorry. I appreciate you asking, though."
She looked crestfallen and said, "But...I really love dogs!" Like, since she really loves dogs, I should allow her to pet him even though he's working.
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