our middle daughter has a pug, named Bert. real character of a dog. Sleeps in bed with daughter and her husband(can’t break him of that habit). When they get up in the morning, he goes downstairs to go outside to do his business, comes in, gets a drink of water, then rushes back upstairs, crawls back into bed until noon.My guess is customer. BTW, his name is Doug the Pug.
That old standby gets me every time. I can't imagine ever getting my fill of oysters on the half shell. A drop of tabasco and a few drops of lemon juice added and you have ambrosia!