While Keith is talking with the staff member, you start to wander away. Your mind is spinning, though. You look around and see that the campus is just about all dogs of all shapes and sizes.
Feeling like you need some answers, you start to head over to an information booth that's manned (dogged?) by a Corgi. She's talking with a couple of Labradors and seems engorssed in the conversation, so you sit down on the grass and rub your head. For a moment, you even feel a bit nauseated, but the feeling passes.
"Are you OK?" asks a sweet, sing-songy voice. You glance up and see the Corgi from the info booth. But she's different. She's taller, closer to four feet tall, and standing on two legs. She's certainly still mostly dog, but now she was dressed in a crisp, white polo shirt and skirt with the logo of the university over her left breast. She reached down and pats you on the head, "Are you lost?"
You're about to respond when you begin to realize just how wrong everything is. You look around and it looks like a normal college campus, except all the students are anthrpomorphic dogs! With a growing horror, you look down at yourself. You are still mostly human, but your hands lack a thumb and your fingers are uselessly short and stubby. You try and stand up only to find that your legs are completely different, more like a dogs leg than a human one. You whine quietly. What's happening?
Just then, another Corgi comes running over. "Oh, I didn't realize that he'd gotten away from me! Thanks for catching him!" says Keith as he comes over. He fishes a thin nylon leash out of his pocket and clips it to a collar you didn't even realize you were wearing.
He stands and chats up the other dog while you stare. If Keith remembers that you were human, or rather that being human meant being the one on the other end of the leash, he doesn't seem to be letting on.