Impressions.

 "You were suppose to make an adorable first impression you know?" I say, driving home. "Barking constantly was not a good strategy."
He is quiet in the back seat.
"I even gave you all those bones and took you on two nice hikes."
Quiet.
"You are usually sweet."
Head lowers to seat.
"I'm just saying, you weren't on your best behavior today. I'd like you to work on that. Yeah, I know, sleep all the way home but we weren't driving on highways today so you had to bark..."
I think he quit listening and fell asleep.
"I still love you though."

He stayed passed out the whole ride home and is now out cold on my bed. Go figure.