Jill Y is a dog person. Not only am I not a dog person, I'm not even a person so we differ quite a lot. We recently got a stupid dog and it does lots of stupid things. For some bizarre reason, it behaves fine when Jill Y is around. As soon as she leaves, it starts messing with my head. I've said this to her but she keeps telling me that I do worse things than her precious dog. Last night she went out so I set a trap and put some hamburgers on a table. I waited until the dog came in to do something stupid. Knowing Jill Y wouldn't believe me, I took a photo and left a little note on it. I can’t wait for her to come home, show her the picture and see what she thinks of this: