Humor covers up an inner poverty, a certain lack of depth.

My dog doesn't do cutesy dog tricks; they're too good for her.
She won't shake, rollover, play dead, run circles, jump rope or kiss on command.

She does, however have these little games she likes to play:

The In-Out game: Stand in the open doorway just enough so I can't shut the door, or wait until I start to close it and stick your head out. Another fun variation is beg and whine to go outside then run back and forth before I can shut the door.

Morning Nose Game: First go stick your nose in the toilet. Then stick it under the covers and against the first bare skin you can find.

Hide and Seek: Dig with your feet on the bed when I am sleeping until all the covers are the floor and you find me.

Hide the Present: Find something smelly and hide it in the house somewhere.

Rotten dog.

You know, I used to read Stephen King and other great horror books all the time, but I had to stop a few years ago. It seemed like she would wait until around midnight (I'm a night owl reader) and then do the "growl at nothing" or bark like there's an axe murderer in the next room.
Nice huh?