"Oh, Barry, are you trying to take all of the joy out of pet ownership on me?" Elsa was clearly trying not to laugh, now, reaching for some of the pasta. "Would you feel better about it if I got something a completely different size than you, so I won't be able to interchange the pet costumes if you become a dog again?"

This was her one concession to how embarrassing it might be, Barry. Take it or leave it.