Jack simpered under his breath, cracking a grin at the dog's behaviour. While he could admit to not taking a huge liking towards dog before (that mutt in the jail cell ruined it), he had had a recent change of heart.
Assuming it was either him or the bag of goodies, Jack moved his eyes from the adorable Sheltie to the owner, perking a brow. "Mind if I pet her? She's a lovely thing." Just as with ships, he deemed all things female until otherwise noted. He shifted the bag away, just in case the animal started to gnaw or paw at it.