Bubs love dogs. Always love dogs since baby. Even enjoy roll around in dog park poop-dirt with dog pack, although normally fastidious. Think hypoglycemia alert dog perfect (not gadget but) tool Bigfoot family. Dog stay by Bubs’s side in spiffy vest, maybe little pocket for Skittes built in. Bubs bring to school, dog sit under desk, maybe bring to SAT and GRE, take to college like Amelia.
But this dog already exist real world. For fantasy device, wish translator collar like Dug in UP.
Your blood sugar is high. You smell like pee pee. I love you!
Emergency! I live to serve! You’re low! Smells like bacon! Eat sugar!
Side benefit, put translator collar on current, emotional disturb dog. Just like use Bubs’s sugar meter for diagnosing self ailment, could use Li’l Margaret Cho’s translator collar diagnose current dog issues.
Whoa. Whoa. WHOA! Not cool! Not cool! That prick UPS guy is on the porch! Shit! Shit! Shit! Why isn’t he leav—motherfucker rang the doorbell!