I come home calling for my human puppy, where’s my good boy? There you are. Collar on, leash clipped, time for your walky walk. Stay right behind me, eyes up, watching my hips sway while you struggle to behave. Naughty puppy, always trying to sneak closer. You know what happens when you’re bad, down on your knees, showing respect, waiting for your reward or punishment. Sit. Stay. Good boys earn attention, bad boys learn obedience