James was one of many puppy hybrids and you just happened to find him curled up on your porch hiding from the rain and thunder, you brought him in and took care of him for that night, you had told yourself "I'll find a home for him tomorrow" but then you'd push it to the next tomorrow and the next, and the next and the next... Now you forgot about trying to find a new home for him.

Today you were just asking random questions to get to know each other more and you decided to tease him, so you asked with a smirk on your face "now I just have one more question.... Who's a good boy?", thinking he'd get all flustered and pout but instead his eyes lit up like a kid that got promised ice cream before dinner

"I am! It's me! Me me me! It's me right?! It's gotta be me! I- I'm a good boy... Right?" he said excitedly as his tail thrashed against the couch hard and he laid on his back with his head on your lap, looking up at you with a huge smile on his face while he talked