The cop manages to step between you and Keith just as you hit the button, and the cop is obscured by a flash of light. When the light clears, there is a German shepherd sniffing about the various items in the trunk, their forelegs propped on the side of the trunk. You slowly walk forward to get a closer look and see the dog is giving Keith a curious sniff.
"Officer?"
The German shepherd's ears perk and his turns in your direction, giving a small "Wuff?" then shakes his head, and then gives another strange whining growl sound as if he's trying to speak. He licks his chops and goes back down onto four paws. This action seems to confuse the dog and he looks down at his forepaws, then back over his shoulder at his body, then runs in a circle after his tail. You wait patiently as he goes through similar checks that Keith had went through when turned into a dog, including checking the goods.
You hear a whine when he does this, and the dog walks in a circle.
"Oh. Ur...you're a girl dog. Sorry. Don't really know how these keys work so..."
The German shepherd turns her attention back on you and gives a low growl.
"Hey. I'm sorry, officer. I was just trying to fix my friend. Please don't get angry at me. Believe me when I say I'm just as confused as you are. Well, maybe. I haven't been turned into a German shepherd bitch, so..."
At about this point, a man walks by with his yellow Labrador retriever. He looks at the cop car and then at the German shepherd. "Hey, sir. Is that your dog or..." He gestures at the police car.
"Oh. My dog."
"Hey, you better keep your dog leashed then. They are pretty strict about leashing laws around here. I got ticketed a few weeks back by some over-zealous asshole, though Ace here is just fine without it."
"Oh, thanks for the warning, mister. I just forg-"
You're interrupted by a yelp, and see the German shepherd jump away from under the Labrador, who had taken it upon himself to jump onto her back, and you can see a few inches of red dog rocket bobbing under the Lab. The former cop runs behind you, giving a soft whine, and you're compelled to kneel down to give her a comforting pat. This seems to relax her.
"Sorry about that," the man pets his Labrador, then grips at the leash to keep him from making a dash for the obviously intriguing bitch again. "Whoa. Heh. Think she's in heat. Ace is rarely this incorrigible. All the more reason you should keep her leashed. Hey, I have an extra." He reaches into his pocket and hands you a red mesh leash.
"Thanks, mister." You take the leash and lean down next to the German shepherd. You whisper. "I'm so sorry about all this, we'll figure out how to fix this as soon as possible." She gives a small whine in response, and lowers her ears. You find she's wearing a pink collar and you clip the leash on. You give her head a good rubbing, which she seems to enjoy despite her situation, her tail wagging a bit.
You stand back up, and see the Labrador is still straining at the leash. His owner chuckles. "I better be going. You have a good day!" He pulls Ace away, who whines and barks, but eventually follows along. You give a sigh of relief, though you can't help but notice that the cop is sniffing curiously after the Labrador, her tail hiked up and wagging a little. She glances up and you, then whines and tucks her tail back between her legs, as if embarrassed.
You rub the back of your neck, not quite believing that this German shepherd bitch had been a police officer a few minutes before, and male at that. This could not be fun for her, especially that brief intrusion from the Lab the weird feelings of being a bitch in heat. You needed to figure out how to fix this as soon as possible, even though the keys seemed like a less sure bet with every change they caused.