The Dog in the Closet

Jack thinks we keep a dog that looks just like him in our downstairs coat closet.  Every time we open the closet door he'll run over to it, gaze at his very own reflection, and bark...endlessly, until we close the door and lock our other dog back up.

We explain that it actually is himself that he is barking at.  It never works.

We always ask him to use his inside bark. That also never works.

So, without further ado, meet our dog that lives in our downstairs closet, Jack II:


Jack wonders, "what the...?"

A grumble soon follows...

...He was going so crazy barking at this "other dog" that the rest of the pictures are blurry...

...Crazy pup.