Farley here,

It’s not Hallowe’en, so I’m not sure why I’m being asked to do a trick in order to get a cookie.

The normal state of my life…

I want cookie.

I go to cookie drawer and look at drawer.

Kristina gets up and gives me a cookie. No trick required.

So, now I’m in the big city and this lady wants me to put my paws on her arm before I get my cookie. May pals, Sailor and Piper, watch this with a look of confusion on their faces.

Where is Kristina when I need her?

Woof Woof.