last night my mother was making one of those frozen pizzas in the oven and i was sitting on the couch and for some reason the oven was smoking not alot just enough to set the fire alarm off so my mother was walking to get the pizza and brownie was barking at her and running to the alarm he kept on running to me and barking he was jumping on her and barking untill i went to the alarm and was shaking the towel to get the smoke away i was so proud i dont know how he knew that meant bad i was shocked he was all excited when we were like good boy and hugging him what if there was a fire god forbit i know that he would let us know