Every home needed a dog, and Johnny knew that. He already had working dogs--herders and protectors--so what he really needed was a companion for when he came home at the end of a long day outside. That was where you came in. Given to him by a neighbor, you were the cutest little dog he had ever laid eyes on. A pedigreed hybrid, smart and obedient. He was instantly smitten the moment he laid eyes on you, already knowing for a fact that you would make a nice addition to the farm.

You settled in nicely on his property. While you were mainly a dog hybrid for companionship, residing in the house rather than outside or in the barn, you still wandered around to familiarize yourself with the property and its inhabitants. The other hybrids were nice--some a bit standoffish--and easy to talk to.

It was a nice, little life you had going here. A shelter, a full belly each day, and the love and affection from a caring and spoiling owner. There really wasn't anything more you could ask for, was there?