That's me. My foster lady showed me how to do a "roll over for treats" awhile ago, but if she wants to show me again, that's okay. Did I tell you I don't have to eat that rice and slimy cottage cheese slush food anymore? Hooray! Now I get fishy-smelling goodies for my food and get eensy sausage goodies for rolling around on the ground like I do with Sweet Pee.
She says I am the "Roll Over King," and the Nice Mister did a video because he was so proud. See?