Oh this thread erminds me of when I had to pick up my sister's

it bull from the vet after he had hip surgery. He was a littel groggy but he was wagging his tail adn was fine. I sat with him for two hours until she got home. He had drank water and was settled real nice and cozy, that is until my sister walked in.
She rushed over to him cooing and coddling and he ate it up, the lil brat. He started whinning, howling, looking all pathetic and tried to get up and follow her around the house. She was like "how come you wernt holding him"? She laid right there on his dog bed and cuddled, oh spoiled rotten I tell you!