Our washing machine is tucked underneath a staircase. At least half a dozen times a day, I am standing at that washing machine to sort, spray, load or unload laundry. At least half a dozen times a day, one or two dogs stand on the stairs with their head poking between the railings to watch me playing with the laundry. One of the dogs, I’m not saying which, drools on me every single time. Apparently, shrieking “Oh, yuck!” is a positive reinforcement to the droolly dog. Does that mean that I am the bell?ikoni