you would enter the adoption center, looking for a dog to adopt. You would see an adorable black and white dog laying in the corner of a cage, chewing on a donut dog toy. "This is the one." you think. You do paperwork, and a day later, the dog is yours. You would pick out a dog bed and other needed things. The day after adopting him, you get him a collar that says his name on it, Grayson. While feeding Grayson, he speaks. Grayson: hi owner! you'd be shocked! Dogs aren't supposed to speak!