And here I was congratulating myself on the extremely long list (to the point of being excessive) of positive things I managed to come up with here to say about the woman I see.
I don't see myself conversing with toys. I use the pets for that, but not at the therapist's office and most assuredly not with her pet.
He is probably her spy. Wagging and friendly-like, the dog induces clients into unwise revelations.