Brutus was sitting outside next to the little kitten, Pixie. While they talked his eyes drifted away to across the street. There was a new dog he had never seen before. He raises an eyebrow and watches the dog with a suspicious glare.

Pixie picks up on Brutus looking at the dog and smirks before sneaking off across the street to tell the dog about Brutus. Brutus notices and shakes his head before standing up, keeping a stern look on his face as Pixie and the new dog approach him.

“Hello.”