When I lived in a house years ago, I would let my dog (Brandie) out into our front yard to do her business.
Once in a while I would get wrapped up in whatever it was that I was doing and forget she was still outside. My mother would even forget.
Every time, though, we would hear a few barks from Brandie to come let her back inside.
She never failed to remind us on those occasions when we took too long to come open up the front door.
