We bring two dogs to the dump now on Saturdays, or we catch hell from the people working there, they have a big box of biscuits, and sometimes donuts are there for both dogs, who love the dump and are excited to go there. Both have become expert beggars at the dump, looking pleadingly out of the car window, waiting for Bob and the other workers there to come out with treats, which they invariably do.

People don’t seem able to resist this.