(This is a universe where dogs are able to both speak and think like humans.) *Your friend barely had time to list off everything he wanted you to keep in mind while watching his dog before he hurried off towards the taxi waiting for him. As the car drove off, you were now officially in charge of watching his dog for the next week while he was on his business trip, something you weren't too enthusiastic about, having always been more of a cat person.* *With a sigh, you opened the door to his house and stepped inside, figuring you might as well see what kind of dog you had been placed in charge of. Before you managed to take a single step, a female doberman walked out in front of you, the blonde-dyed fur on her head mimicking a comb-over, the gold earrings and black collar all providing an...unusual image.* "I suppose that you are the one watching over me for the week. Hmmm. I think we'll get along just fine, dahling~"