When we were considering buying this house, my realtor friend asked me to meet her and her friend, the mortgage officer at the bank we were getting our loan from. I was in the car, and told her I had my Labbie Jing with me. She said, no problem, bring her! Well, we met at an outdoor hotdog stand/restaurant. Nancy the mortgage lender was enjoying her hotdog UNTIL my Jing decided she needed it more than Nancy! In one quick snatch, down the hatch it went! What technique!! Right off the bun with nary a drop of mustard anywhere! I thought, oh well, there's goes our mortgage! Turns out Nancy LOVES dogs and acutally got a big laugh out of it. I DIED!