Kiley shrugged. They got plenty of weed, cigarettes and sex toys to last them for a while, for sure. She had actually been surprised at everything she had been given on Christmas. Chase's gifts had been the best, but that wasn't surprising. He knew her better than anyone else did. "You know more about animals than I do," Kiley pointed out. "Even if you don't know too much about dogs, something is better than nothing. And... I guess we can always ask Pam if we have questions. Although, ugh." Pam wasn't so bad, Kiley had decided, when she wasn't being overly Pam. She scratched behind Didymus's ear, and he stirred briefly before relaxing again. Kiley wondered how big he would end up getting. And if she could teach him to go for someone's balls with just one command.
"But I'm good for going halfsies. We should probably lay down some rules though. Keeping anything we don't want chewed up out of reach of the dog. And no animals in bed with us. We've got limited enough space as it is and I don't want to deal with pushing cats out of the bed in the morning if I decide I want to wake you up with a blow job. Sound fair?"