as you try to figure out this mess, and how to get out of it, you spot a callender on the wall, the date reads "August 5th, 2007" the same month as the magazine, freaking out, you calm yourself down, "its okay, i'm not losing it, it's not back in time, no sir"
hearing a door open, a tall, middle aged man walks in, carrying a leash, you turn to him, stopping, as you hear the "clangy clang" of your collar tags, wait, collar tags!?, turning to a mirror you see yourself, a nice male akita wearing a leather collar, and a bunch of tags, one of them shows a name..."Rufus" your apparent new name,
"okay, rufus, time for a walk, no pooping in the yard this time!" he clips the leash to you collar, you, whimpering, clearly confused "what's gotten into you?, you love walks!" as he leads you out, looking back, you are not sure what you are in for...first being turned into a dog, and sent back in time....now you are a pet to some wierd man whom you've never met!