Depends on your definition.

"Don't worry, I gotcha big guy...pants right?" Zayne went fishing in his bag again and pulled out a pair of leather pants. I swiped them up greedily and jumped right into them. The people from the dressing rooms pointed and laughed watching me pull my pants up around my legs. It was harder than it looked, they were a little tight. When I finally zipped them up I breathed a sigh of relief to finally have pants on. Facing the mirrors I could see how tight these hugged me but they were stylish and stretchy enough for me to move comfortably in.

"Huh, these actually look kind of cool." I turned around to feel out the pants and the small crowd actually clapped and whistled. I blushed when I remembered I was being watched. When they finally went about their own business, Zayne came up from behind me and tied something around my neck. It was a red dog collar with a silver buckle. Zayne then jumped up and placed a headband with dog ears on top of my head. I blinked as I faced the sight in the mirrors. "Uh, Zayne? What is this about?" I pointed to my reflection.

"I just had to see this. You look adorable Big Dog, woof!" Zayne jumped off the dais and slid his hand down my back. "Look this way." I turned to Zayne confused, he was holding out his hand. "Shake, boy!"

I was a bit taken aback for a moment. I have never been in such an alien moment in all my life. But bottom line, Zayne called me over so cheerily I could not bare to disappoint him. I curled up my fingers and laid my palm down tentatively on Zayne's hand like it was a paw, "Um...like this?"

Zayne shook my arm, "That's right! But say it in dog speech Jack."

I raised an eyebrow. For a fraction of a second I considered declining Zayne's request merely out of the absurdity of the situation but I figured it couldn't hurt to indulge him just for a bit. "Woof?" I barked.

Zayne was practically jumping up and down. "Yes, yes! There's a good boy!" Still holding my palm, Zayne reached up and stroked my cheek. I couldn't resist. I leaned into Zayne's touch and closed my eyes for a moment. I relished in the sensation as I rubbed my cheek against his soft fingers. "You like that huh?"

"Arf!" I winked at him.

Zayne was all smiles, "Now there's a good boy! C'mere you!" Zayne pulled me lower and ruffled his fingers through my hair. He pet my scalp and scratched behind my ears. I'm embarrassed to admit this, but this actually felt really good. It made me want to play a little more for his attention, "Ruff, ruff! Arf!" I was literally barking cheerfully.

Zayne was just the cat in the cream, "That's right. Who's my big good boy?" Zayne traced his fingers down my face and scratched beneath my chin.

"Woof, woof!" I responded wanting more praise. Zayne kissed me on the nose and I stared into those majestic blue eyes of his. I leaned in closer and gave his ear a gentle love bite. This time, it was Zayne's turn to blush. He flinched from my bite and his cheeks turned pink as he looked at me in surprise.

Holy crap. Just when I thought this kid couldn't get any more adorable!

"H-Hey! Jack! Careful with the ears, those are my sensitive spots." Zayne looked away.

"Bow wow!" I barked playfully. For the most part, Zayne appeared infallible. Totally shameless and confident. Now I discovered that his ears were his weak point. The idea of that made me giddy.

There was the faint sound of giggling coming from around us. I turned around and noticed that the people who saw me in my underwear from before were not-so-subtly checking us out from the clothing racks. They pretended they were not watching us by returning their attention to the clothes but even I knew they were looking at us before I saw them. The embarrassment shifted back to me as I became aware that I'm still shirtless in a store with dog-ears and a collar. Not to mention I was so caught up in our play I neglected to think about what a total idiot I must have looked like in front of them,"Eh, erm...Ahem." I collected myself as I looked back at Zayne. "So, are we finished here?"