Getting up about to go inside, Derrick glances down at the courtyard and does a double take. The guy walking had a long furred tail wagging behind him. Looking closer, it looked as if his face was extended a little and his ears had grown and flopped over a little.
Beginning to worry more and more Derrick went inside and turned on the TV and saw the local station had a special report on. But this was no normal special report. The female anchor has large while puffy fur and a black nose while the male anchor had darker skin with chocolate colored hair and ears pointing upward. Derrick figured they looked like a poodle and a rottweiler.
"... ask that everyone stay calm and inside. Again there are reports coming in from across the county that people infected are showing signs that they are turning into dogs it appears and as you can see, we ourselves are also infected." The male spoke in a gruff voice. "Initial findings show that the first people infected were ones that owned dogs themselves and that it could then be spread from person to person just by touch. So if you do not show any signs, please stay away from all dogs and avoid others that may be infected."
The male anchor looked toward the female for her to continue but as she spoke all that came out was a sharp bark and then a whine at the realization that her voice was gone. She slipped off her chair toward the floor as the male continued again. "Some symptoms reported include increased sexual desire, responding to these desires seems to accelerate the changes. Some even seem to loose human thought before the body has changed." The anchor shuffled his papers with hands that looked more like paws; stubby fingers with black claws were barely able to flip the papers. "Looks like we will be moving to a tape replay of the last few hours before we are no longer able to continue." He spoke as his tongue began to hang out of his mouth. "Good luck to all" he concluded as the camera began to drop to the base and right of the anchor desk showing the female anchor on all fours, tail raised and pointing toward the male anchor.
Just as the male dropped to the floor and began to sniff the female the screen went to static and quickly flashed back in time showing the anchors as they had been when their changes had first started.
Clicking off the TV Derrick scratched as his chest wondering what if anything he should do....