Chase released a light gasp as the puppy landed on the floor, starting to lean over, one hand keeping the kitten from sliding off of his leg, before Didymus righted himself and wandered. "Yeah, definitely better than a baby," he mused as he sat back, watching the dog and feeling Chell settle against him once more. He knew, even without looking, that Minion was glued to whatever the dog was doing.
"No way, I'm not picking up everyone's poop," he snorted with a laugh. "If half the house got dogs that's going to be a really, really dirty yard if people don't pick up after themselves." He wondered if, or more likely when someone was going to lay down some rules about that. "So, did you actually want a husky? In general, I mean. Kind of wondering if they gave us pets like they did the rooms."