"...that is not my name."

Dug lifts his head long enough to pin his ears at Kate, twisting his head sideways to get a decent view of her with this weird new one-eye-on-either-side vision he's gotten. He wonders if being a man has made her a little confused.

"My name is Dug," he tries. His ears do a complicated little dance if he tries to decide if he's still sulking or if he's trying to help out his man-master. "I am usually a dog."

Beat.

"I am a horse now."