The lady feels rather strange in current position, shorter, unable to move, feeling rather cold for some reason. She tries to yell further, but can't make a sound. She sees her corgi sniffing her.
Hector. What are you doing? Hector? Put your leg down this instant. You can't...
But she's unable to do anything as her corgi raises his little leg and marks his territory right onto her surface. She can't believe this is happening. This man must have done something. She hoped he would come to his senses and fix her this instant! And when she was fixed, she would give that man a piece of her mind. First, for feeding her dog some unknown item. Then for incapacitating her and allowing Hector to pee on her.
She watched as the guy walked around, looking confused as he led her Hector around.
Then she noticed someone walking down the sidewalk. A man and his huge Great Dane. Oh no.
Please. Turn me back. If you fix this I won't bring any charges against you. Can you hear me? Sir? Sir?!
By now, the Great Dane is sniffing at her form and she can see his bobbing sheath and balls above her. This couldn't be happening. Why couldn't she move? Why did no one see her? How was this happening?
She gave a mental yell of anguish as the Great Dane lifted his leg and did his business.
Outwardly, the red fire hydrant remained completely inconspicuous, though now dripping from the Great Dane's activities.