Keith continues to sit there contently panting and wagging his tail as he looks at you. "Dude fetch, go get the keys", you reiterate but instead of following your directions Keith let's out a playful bark as he begins to lick your face again. As Keith is licking your face you see a picture sitting on your dresser that catches your attention. Curious you get up and grab the picture and realize that it is a picture of you at five years old with two German Sheppard puppies. "Wow", you chuckle as you realize that the keys went all out on making it, so you would fit into the Bell's family.
Then upon closer inspection of the photo you notice that the two puppies are wearing tags that read Keith and Jacob. "Huh, so Jacob is Pat's name", you say to Keith showing him the picture when it finally hits you. "No, they didn't", you say in disbelief. You have finally realized that when the keys turned you into the Bell's son and Keith and Pat into their dogs it also made Keith and Pat lose their human minds.
This was horrible, that was why Pat did not come when you called because his name is Jacob. Keith would not get the keys because he did not understand you. Keith and Pat are now nothing more than just a couple of dogs.
"Well shit now our only hope is for me to get the keys back myself", you moan with great disdain for the bad luck that these keys have brought you.
"Well here goes nothing", you whisper to Keith as you slowly open your door and step out of the room.