It’s the weekend. The corgi is bored. I am otherwise engaged. She is standing, staring at me, willing spontaneous adventure to begin.
“Zora, go find William.”
She turns tail and determinedly trots off through the house to find her other human. To then stand and stare at him. With one “woof!” He’s the weaker link. And thus, corgi entertainment has been delegated.
Best cue ever.