Jim was dropping his shirt to grab Sherrinford's T-shirt to throw on when he saw the little dog running up to him. He immediately stopped and knelt down, cooing at it and unable to resist the urge to pet it.
"He's what?" He laughed as he asked, about deciding to sit on the floor so the dog could properly run excited over his legs. Jim glanced up at Sherrinford, questioning. "Did you get me a dog?"