Stop that kissing

My good friend Tony, a guy I've known since high school, stops in the Shop from time to time to say hi. I don't mind that.
He often brings his dog, which looks to me like a toy dog, a small poodle. I don't mind that either.
He'll often stand talking to my brother and I while holding the dog. I don't mind that at all. I might even pet the little furball myself.
He stopped by yesterday with the dog. Within a minute or two I had to take a call. While on the phone Tony's dog started licking his face. Tony started saying to his pet, cooing really, "Stop that kissing! Stop that kissing!"
I mind that. "Would you not do that when I'm at work on a business call?" I said. "What might that sound like to the customer?"
Jeez.