Sally was gently petting her new dog, Rosy, who was once, Amy, like a good puppy, while removing the helmet, and her old clothes, and placing a dog collar, on her. "Good dog, Rosy!!" Sally said, petting Rosy's head, and smirking. "ARF!! RUFF!!" Rosy barked, happily panting, as her tail wagged, loving her Mistress, and wanting to be the best dog ever.