Don't mess with West Virginia!
Not even with West Virginian dogs...
Together with my dog Belladonna, I recently visited friends out of state. It was a hot day, and we were siting on the deck. Several German shepherds kept us company until it became too warm. The sliding screen door blocked them from entering the house, but they had a special cool room downstairs, accessible through a dog door. When the other dogs left, Belladonna stayed. One of the friends teased me that since she is a WV dog, she doesn't know how to go through the dog door.
On the impulse to prove that my dog is no less smart than the others, I said: " Belladonna, go, find yourself a cool spot!"
She came out from under the table.
"Holy cow!" someone screamed out. "Look what she is doing!"
With her mouth, Belladonna opened the sliding door and entered the air-conditioned house.
The owner of the other dogs cleared his throat:
"My dogs can't do it, but I have a bad feeling that Belladonna will teach them that task very soon."
Well, that's what you get when you mess with West Virginia. 😀😀😀