He looked down at her with a raised brow, a small smile coming to his face, "Half forgot they do that. S'alright, I'm fine with it. Well, not exactly, but s'better her than someone else." He crouched down to offer his hand to the larger, blacker dog to sniff. "Easy, girl. Roxy, was it?" He looked up at Dean.
"As for me, I never had the need for a pet. Had too much work and not enough time for one." It was at least half a truth.