He lay there panting. After a minute he slowly rose, catching himself before he stood up, staying on all fours.
"Good girl," grinned Zoe, patting his head. He winced as his tail tried to wag but failed because it was still too short.
"So what's my name?" He sighed, "if I'm a girl I can't be called Jon now can I?"
"Ooh, good idea," smiled Zoe, happy that he was getting into the role. "Hmm, I suppose you could be Jen - that's close to Jon - buuuut...." She shrugged "It's not something I'd call my pet really. Needs to be something gothy...hmm...I kinda like Xenia, how about you?" She petted him again "I'll be kind and let you pick - Jen or Xenia?"
