Mom grabs one of the collars and leashes

Mom approaches the wall of leashes and collars being sure to examine them without touching anything at least till she abruptly grabs a collar and excitedly shows me the gold plate and clear white gem encrusted thing, "{first}, do you think these a rea-"

Her words cut out as suddenly her face goes blank and jaw drops, a long strand of drool leaking out as her hand goes limp and the collar drops to the floor. In my panic I don't realize there is no sound of the metal plated collar hitting the floor

"Mom?" I practically scream stepping closer and grabbing her shoulders only for me to notice the collar on her neck and a silver "Dumb Bitch" etched in the largest gold plate right next to the gold chain leash.

"A-arf?" Mom says confusedly as her jaw snaps shut before dropping to her hands and knees as I scream "mom" while rushing to her.

Kneeling down I grab mom's shoulder practically shouting, "Mom? What's wrong?"

Mom's only response is to happily "bark" and standing up on her kneels to put curled fingers onto my shoulders and proceeding to lick my face as she gives a dopey grin.

"Mom. Stop, you're scarring me." I plead pushing her off only for her without an ounce of hesitation pick the chain up using her mouth and shove it into my hands all while wagging her pear shaped behind in the air.

Everything feels like it goes slow as she lets the slobbery leach go in my hand and it wraps around the chain without me even realizing. My mind feels slugish as I blink feeling a sudden need to take Dumb Bitch for a wal-

No....wait she's mom....isn-

I really should take her for a walk.