At Roussillon Barracks we had lovely neighbours who’d rescued a fricking gorgeous German Shepherd dog from the German Army because he was deemed too old to do GSD dog things for the German Army.
Anyhoo.
Every morning we’d hear the command RAUS. RAUS.
The doggie performed his duties better to German language orders!
Another TRUE AS story from me :o(
Having a Basil Fawlty moment? Me? Oh. Ja :o)