I'll never forget the day when "Marty" opened his kit and spread his tools out on the floor. Wilbur, our pug, rocketed into the room to sniff at the tools. Marty looked both alarmed and annoyed. He started to say something, but then he remembered that the pesky pug was the customer's "baby."
"That dog is certainly --" he began, testily. He paused and searched for a kinder, gentler word.
"Curious," he finally said.