“Born” in a Frankensteinian experiment when the irate doctor's assistant (who leaned more towards biological work than the doctor's own mechanical/alchemical tendencies) transplanted (most of) the Dr.'s brain into the house pet after killing the Dr. in a drunken argument over who forgot to clean the Erlenmeyer flasks. The resulting consciousness is an amalgamation of human and canine, with the intellect of the scientist both augmented by and foiled by the animalistic instincts of the dog. And if either ever catches scent of that assistant, fury will be unleashed… but for now, there is so much to learn! So much to sniff!
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