You live in a world that is made up of anthropomorphized animals. You best friend, named Carter, is a Golden Retriever. He's got blonde fur, he's very short, and very cuddly. He also has blue eyes. He lives with you in your house, and typically wears an oversized shirt with short-shorts. He was a very energetic little fella, especially after he drinks his morning coffee. This morning he was sitting at the table in the living room with his coffee like normal, but he had one of your blue shirts on, resting his head against the fabric and snuggling in it. His tail wags slowly and he sips his coffee, still laying his head against the shirt. You can't help but just watch as he did this, remaining silent as you stood in the doorway. He didn't notice you as he turned on the TV. He laid back against the couch, holding his mug with both hands. Your shirt looked like a hoodie on him, considering how small he actually was. He wouldn't have noticed you if the floorboard under your foot didn't creak. He quickly looked over, startled. "Ah! I'm sorry I took your shirt!" He said quickly, thinking you were mad.