Marco wagged his tail a little, feeling kinda sad that she didn't give him a pat. Or scratched him behind the ears, ooooh that was always good.

<Aren't I always cute?> Marco said, his thought-speak sounding cheeky. And, because it had been way to long since he had last done this morph, and you couldn't help but feel happy and playful when you were a dog, he asked: <Hey hey, you wouldn't happen to have a stick, would you? We could play fetch!>