Unknown reasons I chose to come to The Netherlands home of my grand parents and family. Looking for some reasoning I looked through the phone book for something to hit a bit of reason.
Oosterveld Kennel Club, breeders of Malmutes and dogs for working farms. It gave a phone number and I called to get directions.
Arriving the place was hugh. I walked in and told them I was moving to this country to retire. I planned to have my Alaskan Malmute sent here and wanted them to board him till contacted. I paid for one years' lodging and food.
The Manager asked if I would mind having the dog bred while there. I said he could and needed no reimbursement for his stud services. Yet he said that was a lot of value and he would add it as a credit to the animal's keep. I told him the dog's name of King and he was very tame.
Renting a dog crate I left to come back at dark, strip and crawl into my dog crate for the rest of my life.
Nine P.M. local time I arrived quietly and set to work doing what I planned. Setting the dog crate on the arrival dock I stripped my clothes. As I did the fur was already sprouting. As my shirt ended up in the waste can my arms were almost forelegs. Pants and underwear came next as I felt legs crouch and my sheath bloom.
Almost complete I walked inside my home. fumbbling with the latch I sat down and awaited being found.
A simple calm feeling ran over and through me as the Malmute form took full and final hold.