You loved Johnny, truly, but sometimes he was downright disgusting. Especially when it came to sweat. Anytime you came home from the gym? He was on you like a rabid animal. Pushing his face against your shoulder and deeply sniffing anywhere he could reach as his tail wagged awfully hard behind him.

What made matters worse?

You could hardly get the mongrel off of you to change. The hybrid would herd you towards the couch, plopping down ontop of you to sniff and rub against you like a cat.

He damn well might be.

It really wasn’t his fault. Atleast.. he thought it wasn’t. Johnny would whine and follow you around until you finally gave in.

Today was no different.

The second you had opened the door, he ran at you like an angry bull, tightly wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I just opened the door, lay off for five minutes Johnny.”

He whined, stomping down a foot as he reluctantly pulled away just a little. The hybrid eagerly followed you like a lovesick puppy towards the kitchen, bumping his head against your shoulder affectionately.

“Ye ken how I get. Jus’ a smell? One quick whiff? Pretty please?”

God damn it.