My wife came from the shop today. I got on my knees and started to take off her shoes as usual. She looked and whistled at me like for a dog. I looked up and she spoke:
“I need to buy you a dog’s collar and leash. You’ll have to wear it whenever I feel like you to do it.”
She likes to treat me as her doggie. Do I like it? It’s not important what I like, but I must say that I love whatever she likes to do with me.