Your dog is like me and your daughter is like Jesus. About 2000 years ago I was on a boat in the Mediterranean Sea and we hit a storm. Everyone on board was freaking out, including me. There was one guy who was sleeping through the whole typhoon. We woke him up. He was mad at us for that and questioned the mating rituals of our ancestors. Then he raised his hands, said a few words, and the storm stopped. It just stopped. Dead calm. Then we had to row, because Jesus made the sails useless. Unintended consequences I guess.