The light fades and you hear a squeak as a green bone chew toy falls to the floor on top of Mr. Huff’s cloths. Keith and Pat run up behind you and peer around your legs to get a good look at what had been your land lord Mr. Huff. You let out a sigh and face palm, “Really a chew toy? Why do most of these changes seem to be dog related?”
You hear whine from both Keith and Pat as they try to fight the urge to chew on Mr. Huff. You roll your eyes and begin to question if this all isn’t just a dream and realize, “Well at least we don’t have to pay our rent now.” Pat folds his ears back and gives you another look as if to say, that still does not make this okay. You are now at a point where you don’t care what happens to Mr. Huff, you pick him up, squeeze him and casually toss him onto the other side of the room. “I know you are dying to play with him so why don’t you go nuts”, you tell Keith and Pat, and without a moment’s hesitation they both bound across the room at their new chew toy.
You watch as they both get one end in their mouths and begin to fight over the toy. Soon Keith lets go of the toy and begins to tackle Pat. They start to roughhouse as if they had both always been dogs and you wonder if the more time they spend as dogs the more of their humanity they lose. You decide that you need to learn how to use the keys at the very least, so you could turn Pat, the Bells, and even Mr. Huff back to normal. Although you were no longer sure if you wanted to turn Keith back to normal. You kind of liked the idea of having your best friend as your pet and if he wanted to continue to laze around all day at least he would now have a good excuse.
Suddenly you hear a knock at your door and someone ask, “Uh, what is going on?”
You turn around to find your nerdy friend Sam standing in the open-door way. Sam was a little on the scrawny side and was only 5’5” with short cut light brown hair. He was wearing glasses, a blue t-shirt, with the formula for pi, over a white long-sleeved shirt, a pair of jeans and a pair of white sneakers.
Unsure if Sam saw what happened to Mr. Huff you ask, “Hey, Sam how long have you been standing there?”
“Huh… just long enough to see you hiding two dogs in your apartment”, Sam explains with a nervous expression on his face.
You are still not sure if Sam is telling the truth because he looks very nervous and like he could try to run. You also think he seems to be eyeing the keys in your hand. At the very least you know Sam has seen two dogs in your apartment and from what you remember he is not fond of breaking rules. You wonder if you should use the keys even though that has only ever gotten you into more trouble.