As Colin strolls along the sidewalk, enjoying the attention he receives of the few people he meets, everyone wanting to pet and stroke him, not seeming to be weirded out by a weird dog that looks like a 12-year-old naked human boy walking on all fours and speaking the human language, everyone telling the “dog” how “beautiful” and “majestic” he looks, causes Colin to feel proud, his tail wagging violently, causing his butt to shake from side to side.
After walking for a while, enjoying the warm summer evening breeze on his skin, Colin turns a corner and finds himself in an empty back street which has somewhat of a creepy vibe to it, but Colin, in his state of mind, thinking more like a dog than human, just starts walking down that street, sniffing at a few bins, lifting his leg to mark, and just minds his own business, not noticing a white van driving up from behind and slowing down as it gets in line with him.
Unaware to Colin, the van belongs to the local dog catcher, who is also a veterinarian, the dog catcher eyeing the “dog” closely.
‘Why is that dog not on a leash,’ the man thinks to himself, ‘it doesn’t look like a stray, it’s to clean, and I can make out a collar, but then: where is the owner? Something smells fishy!’
Mr. Wolf, which is the vet’s / dog catcher’s name, stops the van and gets out, walking around the front of his van and stepping into the path of the “dog”, “what do we have here,” he then asks, “are you lost, big fella?”
Colin looks up at the man, “no sir,” he says, “I am not lost”.
“Oh? Then where is your owner? Why are you not on a leash?”
“Because, sir,” Colin says, “I don’t need my mistress to always take me on walkies. I am smart enough to do it all by myself,” the “dog” says proudly.
“Is that so,” Mr. Wolf asks, “well, you do appear to be extremely smart and also really well trained. You are not like some dogs I encounter, always aggressive”.
Colin sits on his butt, his tail wagging as he smiles up at the man, “and I take a lot of pride in that,” he says, “my mistress is the best dog owner in the world. She trained me well!”
Mr. Wolf chuckles, “you sure are a cute one,” he says, “what is your name?”
“My name is Colin, sir,” the “dog” replies, “what’s your name?”
“I’m Mr. Wolf, but you can call me Brian,” he says, crouching down so that he is eye level with Colin, “tell me, Colin, are you chipped and vaccinated?”
“I… I don’t know,” Colin says, tilting his head, “at least I can’t remember my mistress taking me to the vets to get me chipped and vaccinated”.
“Well, you have to be chipped and vaccinated,” Brian says, “I am not only a dog catcher, I am also a vet!”
“But… doesn’t that cost a lot of money,” Colin asks, “my mistress, she won’t be able to afford it”.
“Well, since you are such a well behaved dog,” Brian says, “I’d make an exception and chip and vaccinate you for free”.
“Really,” Colin asks, “that would take a large burden off of my mistress!”
Brian smiles and gets to his feet, he then walks to his van and opens the passenger side, “then hop in and we’ll have you all fixed up in no time”.
“Um… I have to head back home,” Colin says, “I… I promised my mistress to only be gone for an hour. I might have only 10 minutes left and that is just enough to return home”.
Brian thinks for a while, “tell you what,” he then says, “I do have a few questions for your mistress, so, I’ll drive you home and have a discussion with her. I do have everything I need to chip, register and vaccinate you with me, so, I’ll be able to fix you up at your house”.
Colin smiles, “I think that would be the best,” he says.
Brian smiles, “then hop in and we’ll be on our way”.