Even when Clint had his hearing aids in, it was pretty obvious he still had selective hearing, since he didn't bother responding about school or whatever the hell the teenager was talking about. Because who cared anyway, when there were dogs??
Clint was more than happy to be licked at by two very excited beasts, one big and one little, and his laugh was clear and bright over it in a way it never was with people. "Aww, wait," he said when the bigger one -- Lucky -- was pushed off of him. It was a little bit of a relief though, because Clint felt pretty slobbered up and he kinda had a rule about not taking showers in strange people's homes. Still, he pulled the littler one - Lady - into his arms before he picked himself up off the ground. "Clint," he said, like it was an obvious thing. "An' if you hear anyone here calls me Clinton, it's a lie."