When we got our dog, Joy, I spent a great deal of time house-breaking and training her to be a well-behaved, obedient dog. I'm happy to say, I think she turned out pretty well. She travels with Eddie and I all over creation anytime we go on vacations or to visit family.
The first time we took her to Texas to see Eddie's family, we left her at my mother-in-law, Debbie's house for a while. I told her, "Joy will do pretty much whatever you tell her, so you shouldn't have any trouble. Just give her a command and she'll obey."
Later when Eddie and I returned to pick up Joy, Debbie said, "For the life of me, I couldn't get her to sit!"
I thought that was odd considering "sit" was doggy 101.
Debbie went on to demonstrate, "Joy, SI-YET!"
I laughed out loud and explained, "Joy thinks 'sit' is a one-syllable word!"
We completely forgot to take in account that very thick, Texas drawl! Poor Joy had no idea what Debbie was telling her to do. We all got a good laugh out of it and Debbie and Joy get along just fine now!
Debbie and Joy
Those crazy Texans!