Can't Seem To Get Rid of Him!

This last Tuesday was my second visit to the arthritis doctor. I entered the office and was signing in and both the receptionist and nurse both said, (at the same time) "Oh, you allowed him to come back with you?"
"Yes," I said, but he did promise he'd be on his best behavior. So, I'm giving him a second chance."
On our way over there, I told him I'd let him go to Lowe's (which he could spend hours in there) and take him to Starbucks for a nice frozen treat, if he would act good, and try not to touch anything or for that matter, not even speak during my visit with the doctor.
GUESS WHAT? He did Great! Even the office ladies were proud of him.
Now I wonder why he couldn't of acted this well the first time around?
Oh well, that's past, so why dwell on it.
Who said you couldn't teach an Old Donkey new tricks?