My dog enjoys watching TV. Actually, some TV he hates -- he despises cartoons, and elephants, and politicians, and sports -- but he gets into other stuff; even commercials.
One ad campaign he likes, for reasons that aren't quite clear to me, is the Dodge series with the two engine-obsessed rednecks. (You'll recognize it in a minute.) Whenever one of the spots comes on, Cody stops what he's doing and listens.
Which brings me to our current household bit of merriment. Cody is very vocal, and spends a lot of time expressing himself in grunts, purrs and growls. When he's hmmmmning and harumphing and gwaaaaahing, I like to scoop him up in my arms, give him a hug and loudly proclaim, "THAT DOG GOT A HEMI? SCHWEEEEEEEEEEEET!" He thinks this is hilarious; it makes him smile an open-mouthed doggy smile and do what we call the Butt Dance. It's not quite Comedy Central, but it cheers us up at our house.
Actually, the joke's on Cody -- he's taking a trip to the Hair Lady this weekend and doesn't know it.