Back inside you begin to have a bit too much fun with the whole pretending to be a dog thing.
You start panting like a dog and continue walking on all fours. When you where thirst you drank from the bowl, when you where hungry you ate from the bowl. When the sprinklers come on you went out to play in them then to dry off you shook yourself. You acted as much like a dog as humanly possible, mimicking the way your legs and arms move, sniffing and panting. Even trying to lick your own groin with your tong and scratch behind your ear with your back leg, you failed at this obvious but the fact you even tried at all was either a testament to your obvious deteriorating mental state or determination. Long past the novelty wearing off you continued to act as canine as you could.
Eventually the sun started to set. Rather than calling it a night you went to the dog bed and slept there. You have no idea why you did this. The dog bed was much less comfortable than your normal bed and it’s not like anyone would notice if you stopped acting like a dog, but you still spent the night there all the same.
The next morning...