Chad was yapping like mad. It wasn't possible, but it happened to him. He was running around in circles in the frat house basement trying to get a better view of his now canine body. He heard the basement door opened, and ran toward the door until he reached the length of the leash stretching it from the hook on the wall to within 3 feet of the bottom step. The big young man plodding downstairs barefoot was wearing only a diaper, and Delta Omicron Gamma was painted on his chest. Oh great, a pledge was taking Chad - Spike - walkies.
The pledge apparently was more of a cat person or was too upset about having to walk a dog dressed in only a diaper - either way he silently went about his job.
Chad was barking madly the whole time why couldn't anyone understand him. He kept getting distracted by new smells and movement. He would bolt after squirrels, birds and a stray Frisbee, as the pledge held the taut leash. He apparently had a specific route that he had to follow. Chad finally realized that Diaper Man was walking by every sorority house, dormitory and frat house on the college campus.
The tree in front of Alpha Kappa Eta had a particularly strong scent. Chad felt compelled to stay. He wasn't sure if he wanted to pee or not, but his nether region was feeling all hot and damp.
There was a loud barking, a big black dog bounded out of the AKE gate. Chad turned and saw it was making a beeline for him. Diaperman thought the dog was charging him. He dropped the leash and bolted. As soon as he realized the big dog was after Spike and not him, the pledge ran over to where the big dog had tackled and mounted Spike. He tried to separate them, it was then he exclaimed, "whoa, Spike's a girl dog?"