Toby

The clothesline:
Down boy,
Bad dog,
Down Toby!
With his tail between his legs,
Toby ran away
With a pair of jeans in his mouth.

The chase:
Stop Toby!
When I get you, you’re gonna pay,
Stop!
You dumb mutt
I’ll get you
Just you wait.

The capture:
I’ve got you now.
Let go!
I said, let go!
Stop pulling, you’re gonna break ‘em,
I mean it;
Heel!

The reconciliation:
Good boy,
That’s a good boy,
Yeah, you’re a good dog,
Let me scratch your belly,
I’m so proud of you,
You my baby.

The conclusion:

Not again!
Hey!
Come back,
Bring back my jeans,
Bad boy,
Toby!