"Okay, wait, whoa. You do know that um...I-I really, REALLY don't do dogs, right? Like, they're predators. Slobbering, vicious pack animals." She smiled behind Mal, a gesture that proudly displayed her shining quadruple set of knife-like teeth. Two on top, two on the bottom. "Well it is a good thing I am no dog then, yes?" ATTENTION: I do NOT own ANYTHING pertaining to Disney within this story. Only my own characters and my own ideas are mine. Thank you.