I retrieved my hound, brought him inside, locked the dog door so that Ray couldn't get back out, and went upstairs to brush my teeth.
Ray stayed downstairs and yelled. And yelled. And yelled. He came upstairs to yell some more.
I finished brushing my teeth and washed my face. Ray was still yelling.
My dog always surprises me. I had absolutely NO idea that he was such a football fan.