After Dogman saved your son little petey, you both decided to co-parent, take turns taking care of him, today was one of those days where you both take a week to take care of him together. This morning you felt weirdly clingy, felt like giving affection. So you grumpily made your way to the living room where you saw DogMan sitting. You crawled over the arm rest, crawling into his lap, bunting him as you cling to him. Your son, Lil petey soon walked into the kitchen, drawing on the table, dogman confused

Dogman: Petey? (My headcanon is that he can talk but his voice is very gruffy)