Speed Bump by Dave Coverly for February 02, 2018

Charlie should learn cursive.

He got that dog from the Zappa family although he doesn’t quite look like a Husky.

Leaving his “Pee-Mail” address.

A farmer’s dog came into town

His Christian name was Rex

A noble pedigree had he

Unusual was his text

And as he trotted down the street

’twas beautiful to see

His work on every corner

His work on every tree

First lesson: Don’t eat yellow snow.

First lesson: Don’t eat yellow snow.

Maybe it learned it from you, dear slouchy-looking-owner-guy? Or, on second thought, maybe just 1 of the 3 skill sets you mentioned and not all of them . . . LOL

“……yet its hard to dot the i’s and cross the t’s.” (From “I still write your name in the snow.”)

I’ll go with the bladder option.

I’m more impressed with what an idiot you are for not recognizing that’s a freakin’ genius of a dog!

A man hears furious pounding on his door and answers it. There is his very angry neighbor shouting, “Where is your no good son?”

The first man says, “Now calm down and tell me what the problem is.”

The neighbor replies, “I just saw your son’s name written in yellow snow behind my house.”

“I realize that it’s crude, but we were boys once. Why are you so upset?”

“It’s in my daughter’s handwriting.”

I vote dexterity. You can find that kind of bladder on a real dog, and a smart one might be taught to spell a word, but I sure couldn’t exercise that much control without using a hand.