[The Houndour looks up confused at Norman, not knowing what to do.]

I already said hello. I think he's talking to you.

[He starts to bark happily, pawing at his master's chest.]

Shh, down boy. Down.

[That doesn't stop Taco from maneuvering himself on Norman's lap to reach over for the camera with his snout.]

Sorry, he gets real excited around new people.