Cat. Now there was an interesting playmate for Bo. Chloé had thought he might be. Too bad she didn't get to see near enough of their play together. It was endless amusement, even if Cat didn't seem to agree. For Chloé it was anyway, and that was what most mattered. Well, that and whether Bo liked it or not. He seemed to, but Chloe hadn't actually asked. Chances were he didn't really like the cat other than for a source of more play. Cat was after all, a cat.

And Bo was very much a dog. Oddly enough it was one of the things Chloé loved the most about her pet. A pet who seemed born to be her pet. When he nuzzled her or licked her, she knew it was fawning... a show of how he absolutely adored her. And no, she didn't always appreciate licking, but at times it was accepted. Fawning was always accepted, even when she was gruff and acted like she didn't want it. Well of course there were those times. Everyone had those moments.

But he always looked so sad when she kicked him, or even when she only scolded with words. Such a sweet boy. It was hard to ever be really upset with him.

It hadn't occurred to her that he'd misunderstand her, or that he'd think he'd dressed wrong when she said to change. Not that it would probably make any difference anyway, Chloé wasn't much one for putting everything delicately or over worrying about other's feelings.

She smiled as Bo seemed to brighten at the prospect of playing with pretty girls. She wondered if he'd still be as excited when he saw his outfits. The first one was even more restricting then the one he had on, , but they'd get less so with each subsequent shot. Eventually though, he'd end up in a collar. Not that that was the bad part, just... odd having others at the end of that leash. As long as they understood they were only acting. Chloé might actually have more issues with the entire shot than Bo.