"They'd be dumb not to take you," Cal offered easily enough and genuinely because he figured if anybody could do a good job of keeping an animal happy and content it would be Frankie.
He did snort however at the admission that she'd like a big dopey dog because it was the complete opposite of who Frankie was. Plus big and dopey would probably be affectionate as anything and fun to be around.
Cal rubbed a hand through his hair. "I dunno, something mean and snarly that hates pretty much everybody but me and the people I like?"