Richie sighs as he listens to Joan begin the dog training class. He can not help thinking if not for that class he could be putting the moves upon the one girl he has lusted for ever sense ninth grade.
It annoys Richie that Joan still loves Jeff more then he even with Jeff now being a dog named Max.
“What did I do wrong?” Richie asks aloud.
Max lying at his master’s feet whines softly and wags his tail. Then rolls over on his back while looking up at his brother.
“What do you want Jef-Max? Do you need to go outside?” Looking down at his brother he can not help notice Max is still showing his red tip. “One of the kennel bitches got excited?” Staring at Max now he can not help notice his dog seems ill at ease. Does he still partly remember being human to the point that canine instincts to mate are unsettling him?
“Hey Richie! Could you please send Max out? I need a well trained dog to set examples for the ladies.” Joan calls from out side.
Max stands up on all four paws and turns his head to look towards the open door clearly wanting to go join the other dogs outside judging by the rapidly wagging tail.
It’s then that Richie spots the new chronivac attached to the computer at the kitchen desk “This might prove to be interesting...”