[Sumo sniffs at Connor, tongue lolling once the petting starts.

From the kitchen, Hank says:] You’re gonna spoil him, huh?

[The dog’s tail starts to wag as if to say, “Yes! Spoil me! The good boy.”

Sumo enjoys a life largely consisting of naps, but Connor is interesting. Enough to get him butting up against Connor’s hand, seeking more attention.

“Boof,“ barks Sumo, softly. “Borf.”]