Jeff the dalmation taur ate at the table with his owners. He was happy that he was able to do this. Regular dogs had to eat on the floor. There was definitely an advantage of having human-level intelligence. He couldn't eat the same food that his owners were, of course. He was more dog than human, and so had to eat dog food. He understood this. But at least he got to eat different kinds of dog food. While his owners ate pork & beans, he was eating chicken-flavored kibble. As a sign of good table manners, he was using a spoon. His owners required Jeff ate like a person if he were to sit at the table like one.
Of course, when it came to table manners, a dalmation taur has its limits.
"Honey, please chew with your mouth closed." The mother looked over at the daughter, who was chewing loudly.
"But mom, Jeff doesn't have to chew with his mouth closed."
The father chimed in. "That's because Jeff is physically incapable. We've discussed this, before."
Jeff always thought it was weird that humans could chew with their mouths closed. He figured that they liked having lips so much, they must have wanted to show off with them. He supposed if he had lips like humans too, he'd probably do the same.
After supper, Jeff and the daughter played outside for a bit. She was well aware of her status as one of Jeff's owner, and she was a bit too eager to take advantage of that, sometimes, but Jeff still liked her. While the daughter swung on the swings, she tossed Jeff's ball out to him. Often he'd catch it in his mouth, but he'd also use his handpaws if he needed the extra reach.
The sun was going down, and the daughter needed to come in for her bath. On the way in, Jeff stopped near a bush, hesitating a moment before lifting a leg and going pee. At that moment, his mind was very much on the copy of his conciousness within his penis. He didn't know whether his copy enjoyed the taste of urine or not, but there was no way Jeff was going to hold it in until Sunday. He wondered if he should've waited before copying his conciousness like this. In hindsight, it was a pretty rushed decision. He could've done something more basic with the Chronivac. Save the more adventurous changes for when he had more time to use it. For now, he was just glad he hadn't been caught using the owners' computer like this. His copy may be stuck as his penis for a day longer than intended, but at least he'll have a chance to sneak his copy out. He'd hate to leave his copy in there forever.
Heading inside, he decided to sit with the father watching TV. Jeff layed on his lower belly, sitting upright, on the floor by the sofa. He may have been allowed to sit on the table, but he wasn't allowed on the sofa. His owners didn't like him getting his fur on it. Thankfully, he was still within reach of the father's hand, as the father reached over and pet him between the ears. Jeff sometimes wondered why humans don't do this for each other, as well. It must not feel as good for them. Humans are missing out.
Long after the daughter had gone to bed, and not longer after the mother did the same, it was the father's turn. As a habit, Jeff went to bed when he did. First thing's first, though. Jeff headed out the back door into the lamp-lit yard, back to the bushes, and peed once more. Then, heading inside, he went back into the living room, and layed down on the large dog bed in the corner of the room. After peeling off his shirt (but leaving his collar), he started grooming himself. It wasn't the best way to clean up; his tongue was not the best substitute for soap and water, and there were areas he couldn't reach. He had just enough flexibility to reach his privates and his behind, though, and that was pretty important. He'll take a bath in the morning, of course, but he always felt better after a bedtime grooming.
Finishing that, he gave a doggy yawn, and curled up to go to sleep. Receiving the Chronivac had been pretty exciting, but aside from having a now-sentient penis, it felt like a pretty normal day. Next chance he'd get, he'd have to give himself a transformation that all of him could enjoy.