Labrador Shift
Your dog’s version of a hostile takeover, where he corners you in the hallway and won’t let you go until you hand over your snacks.
He blocked my path like a bouncer at a club. I had to give him my chips or he’d never let me leave.
He stood in the middle of the hallway like he was going to fight me. I gave him my snack and he walked away like he won the lottery.
He cornered me in the restroom like I was the last piece of pizza. I had no choice but to give him my stash.