"Busy? With what? Don't you even have time for family anymore?"
"I'm sorry I haven't been around much, but I really need to do this."
"Fine. I'll take the dog. Seems like Daddy doesn't want you anymore, does her Butterscotch? Let's get you on your leash and go find some handsome boys, shall we?
"Ha! Handsome boys! For an ugly bitch like her? I don't think so."
"Don't you dare call her that! Butterscotch is a very classy lady, aren't you?"
"If Butterscotch is so classy, then why is she so keen on meeting new boys? And dressed up so nicely too."
"Can a girl not look nice when she's taking a walk in the park? Can a girl not look nice just because she wants to?"
"Oh yes, look all nice to go court new dogs. As Butterscotch's father, don't you think that I have a say in who she is going to court?"
"Butterscotch is not going to court anybody! She just wants to say hello to some new boys in the neighbourhood, that's all."
"And why on earth would she want to do that when her father is so handsome?"
"It doesn't matter if you're handsome or not; she gets bored always sitting around in the house, you being too busy for her."
"Me? Busy? Not always. She's just been too busy chasing tails with neighbourhood dogs to notice when I am available."
"Why are you blaming her, Frank? What has she ever done to you?"
"Oh, I don't know...maybe become some other dog's bitch?"
"Excuse me! I have not..."
"Ahh...the lady confesses. Classic move. Bravo."
"...I can explain..."
"No need to explain. Butterscotch, you go for your walk with Mommy, you go court some other bad boys. But once you do, you will never be welcomed back."
"It's all a misunderstanding. Please, listen to me!"
"No more talking, Butterscotch...and give me the dog, I'm keeping the dog."