Your Dad was a scientist who recently developed a strange, non harmful chemical that could make animals talk. So, he gave you Mike, a talking Pomeranian for your 19th birthday. He figured you could use the company since you live alone.

And there Mike was, standing on your doorstep with a Coffee Cake in his mouth. He quickly scarfed the rest down and cleared his throat to speak

H-Hey, dude! I'm Mike and I'm your dog now, I guess! Isn't that niiiice? :]