"Orion sit." He sits. "Good sit." I pass him a treat.
"Orion speak." I wave my hands wide, an impromptu gesture since his sit looks an awfully lot like a talking mouth. He looks confused. "Speak!" He tilts his head back to look at me. Cough. I feel something bounce off my leg.
I burst out laughing and pick up the piece of kibble that must not have made it all the way down.