You look down at the raccoon cop, who's sitting there looking up at you, fore limbs crossed, no longer snarling though still looking properly annoyed. If this had been a different situation, you would have taken a photo and posted it to social media, because the raccoon looked rather cute with his "arms" crossed like that. Alas, your social media fame would have to wait. You needed to attempt to fix the cop, for better or worse.
You take a deep breath and raise the keys, hoping you'll be able turn the cop back to normal. You hit the button.
There's another bright flash and when it clears...there's still a raccoon sitting there in front of you. It didn't work.
The raccoon clears his throat. "Sorry for the inconvenience, sir. I will just give you a verbal warning this time: next time you're out walking your dog, make sure to have them on a leash and have items to clean up after them. Do you understand, sir?"
You stare at the raccoon, who spoke with the cop's voice, but very obviously did not look like the cop. You notice the raccoon is now wearing a harness with a police badge attached.
"Sir? I said did you understand? You're not on any substances, are you?"
You snap your gaping mouth shut and shake your head. "N-No, officer. I'm not."
The raccoon looks you up and down, as if debating whether to check into that. He gives a small nod. "You have a good day, sir. Keep out of trouble."
The raccoon officer goes down on all fours and scampers over to a tree, deftly climbing up the trunk into the branches. He sets himself on a branch and makes a show of scanning the environment, perhaps looking for things to investigate.
You look down at the keys. What the hell had happened? You guess you shouldn't question the key's power after it shifted your friend from dog to dog poo, but this was even more crazy. The cop was still a raccoon though now seemed to think it was completely normal. Would everyone else? What if someone else was confronted by a raccoon officer? Would they submit to the officer's requests or call animal services? You didn't want the cop to be tranquilized or worse. But, he also wasn't angry or attempting to bite or arrest you, so should you really worry about that right now?
You look back up into the tree. The cop raccoon appears to be napping on the branch, his ringtail twitching.
You glance to the still open trunk where Keith sat.