"Well," Bill said as he wiped his mouth, "I'll be heading to work now Sherry, so clean up the house while I'm gone. I think the deck could use a cleaning too."
Sherry of course was like all humans in this reality, docile and eager to please, "I will master."
Bill nodded, "Good. Don't forget to clean the dishes this time either."
"I won't master." She agreed, And without even a goodbye, her master left. Of course had she been aware of the changes that had happened, she would've made a beeline for Bill's computer and the chronivac that was on it, but she wasn't, so she didn't.
Instead, she grabbed the plate and fork, heading downstairs to clean them and get to cleaning, starting on the deck. She tossed the plate and fork in the sink, grabbed a few sponges and the deck cleaning equipment, which she only knew was for the deck becuof where it was stored, rather than being able to read.
And that was how Sherry found herself scrubbing the deck, naked and all fours, her tail wagging happily as she obeyed her masters orders. Occasionally she'd leave the deck to graze or relieve herself, since humans were too stupid to understand the toilet. Or at least, that's what her mind was telling her anyway, despite feeling odd taking a dump in the middle of her masters yard.