"Alright Orion, let's practice ringing the bell since you've grown overnight," I say pulling the "ring for service" bell off the window sill and placing it by the door.
"Come on, tap it with your foot."
"I said tap. Not kill."
The bell slides upside down to the other side of the room, a growling, prancing dog following in hot pursuit while sharp pings echo in the evening air.
"Okay, so time to use the backdoor Orion," I say, scooping him up and carrying him outside.