His face flushes at around the same time as he bristles defensively. "I wouldn't eat her!"

He gets all huffy about it because actually, he totally would eat her and he knows it. It's terrible. It's something that crossed his mind earlier- if she was a squirrel, then what about all the other animals he's terrorized or snacked on? Maybe they were people too? Nothing is safe anymore. The woes of turning in to a crazy fucking dog...

"Better quit sayin' offensive shit or I'll get her the most annoying fuckin' toy I can find." Something that makes a lot of noise.