had a friend who had a dog named grover, who would go down to the local hardware store, walk in and take a dog bone out of the basket on the floor and leave..when jim {his owner} came in the next time, the treats were added to his purchase..grover also sat outside the local mom and pop pizza place, and when you came out with pizza, he'd do his tricks and beg for a slice..he was a real joy for all in the neighborhood, and when he passed, a wake was held at the local watering hole, complete with grovers picture on the bar. the place was packed....