The one where the dog is so worried about his bone he tries burying it in the backyard, putting it in a safe deposit box, etc.? That commercial reminds DH and I so much of my Charlie Girl, gone a year and a half now, that we both stop whatever we are doing to watch it. Even the dog being worried about the bone is so typical of Charlie. She never had competition for food when she lived with me, but she insisted on hiding her bones and excess food anyhow; even if it meant just scooting them under a throw rug with her nose. And OMG! the shot of the dog in the window is soooo Charlie. I told hubby yesterday that I wish they would stop showing the commercial. It opens up an almost healed spot in my heart every time I see it, but he says he enjoys the commercial still since it gives him a chance to see Charlie's sweet face again. Do you ever get over the loss of a good dog?