“Just Google ‘Chinese Crested,’” Doja Cat says, instructing me to find an image of the dog of her dreams. “They look like they’re 90 from age two weeks. They’re like old people,” she says with endearing wonder. I’ve been talking to the superstar-in-the-making for a few hours now, with the 26-year-old rapper and singer zooming from her Buenos Aires hotel. Her camera has been off, but that inimitable gravelly Southern California tone of hers has been coming through loud and clear. Massive crowds will be gathering that night for Doja’s first stop on her Lollapalooza South American headlining tour—which, when later streamed on Twitch, will show a swell of 100,000-plus fans singing along to her monster hit, “Get Into It (Yuh),” and Doja, in black distressed-denim pants lined with liquid pink spandex, banging out a drum solo intro to her fan-favorite jam “Tia Tamera.”

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While our conversation has flowed easily between the Grammys, touring, and the success of her 2021 album Planet Her, she’s particularly excited to speak about this “really, really ugly dog that’s dope.” She hopes to make one her own after completing the 18-city After Hours Til Dawn tour with the Weeknd this summer. “Honestly, that is it,” she tells me. “I want to finish this tour up, kill it, and see my fans happy. And then I want to start writing again. I’m going to finish this next album, and then I’m going to get the fuck out for a second. I want to disappear for a little bit and just do things like wear slides and…