Some where between 7 and 8 tonight my wife will walk into where I'm at, handing me two Beg a Bacon strips. Now at that point I holler Beg A Bacon and the dog comes running, one cat goes to the top of the fire place mantle, another on the end table and the last to the coffee table. I give the dog his nightly treat and my wife puts down a couple of liver treats for the cats. Once they have it they are happy campers and god forbid we should forget as they will assume their positions with the dog constantly nudging me. His facial expression kind of looks like that picture too.