Old dogs, new tricks

Clyde and I just finished obedience class -- hooray! He was a recall superstar.

I know you're thinking that I took the wrong dog, but Chuy's been through obedience before. ("The worst nine weeks of my life," Ian says.) Besides, while Clyde and I were at class, the Chu was busy eating this:
He stole the Lush Buffy scrubby bar from the bathtub, ate half of it and stashed the rest in his bed. He is a little man with a big (foul) food drive.