A small smile came to his face as Tim curled up as small as possible on the stool. How he remained perched like that was impressive, but then Tim never seemed to have any trouble perching anywhere. sometimes Dick thought he really was part bird.
"Yes, he's really a dog. A Russian dog, looks like a Labrador or maybe a Golden like Lucky." Dick paused as he pondered Cosmo's breed. Perhaps he was a variety they didn't have in their world. Maybe he was like Krypto? although Dick had always thought he was some kind of Labrador/Golden cross.