Claire is cracking me up right now. She is up in her room for "rest time", and the dog must be laying just on the other side of her door. I can hear her talking to him on the monitor.
"Lucky, stay here. Good dog. Good dog, Lucky. What a nice doggie." (all said in the sweetest possible tone of voice)
"Go downstairs! Go see Mommy! Go. NOW! Go Mommy!" (nearly yelling, in a very stern tone)
"Good dog, Lucky. What a good dog. Stay here, Lucky." (again, all sweetness and light)
The poor dog.