Janice and I didn't really adopt Rogo; he adopted us. Everyone loved the B-mots, brought to Earth by visitors from Betelgeuse. It was better than owning a dog. Life felt a little sweeter with a B-mot. We had more zest. We'd never felt more in love with each other. And for sure, we loved our little Rogo. Maybe too much.A short story from the author of Eternity's End and The Chaos Chronicles. Originally appeared in the anthology Futurelove: a Science Fiction Triad (Bobbs-Merrill). 6600 words.