My friend and his wife who I live with when I am in Florida have a dog. It has a name. I just call it 'Dog' which it seems to be quite happy about. I have found that this animal sheds all over the place but the compensations out weigh getting the odd straggly bit of fur sticking to your uncut plug tobacco. Those eyes that stare at you when you are eating, the head that always rests on your leg. The total guilt trip until you handover food or your plate to be licked clean. The whole conversation reminds me of those amusing retitled sequences from the film 'Down Fall' here is a fun one involving dog food!