Blanche: Oh, well, look at the cute little puppy dog. Hello there, honey. He likes me. He must be a male.
Rose: Then you don't mind if he stays till I find his owner?
Blanche: Mind? Mind? Of course I mind. You can't keep that filthy beast in my house.
Rose: Well, I thought you said he was cute.
Blanche: Well, he is, but a dog belongs outdoors in his natural habitat where he's free to roam and lick himself in the privacy of his own doghouse.