Today, I invited a dealer to check a bathroom because of a leak of water.

When the dealer entered the front door, I heared my dog's barking from the second floor, and he came to the first floor. I worried if he will bark to the dealer. He can tell a kindly person from a wicked person and he barks to a wicked person.

When I saw my dog, he was playing with the dealer's foots.

The dealer loves dog, and he keeps a toypoodle. He was on his lap without my noticing it.