You walk over to the animal uniforms in the shack and take a long appreciative look at them. You see three of them. A Grizzly bear costume, a draft horse costume and an Old English Sheepdog costume. The costume are so perfect, so anatomically correct and so life-like that you feel very eager to try them out. You look at each costume and then decide to try out the sheepdog costume because sheepdogs were always your favorite dog breed. You take it off the clothes rack and look around for a place to sit down and try the costume on. In the corner of the shack, you spy a wooden stool. You go over to it. And you lay the costume down on top of it. Sheepishly you then begin taking off your clothing. You know that you are alone, that there is no one around to see undress. But you can't help it. After a few moments you are completely naked and are ready to put on the dog. When you think about putting on the dog, you smile to yourself. Because unlike those people who make a show being wealthy and well dressed, you are really putting on the dog. You leave your clothing on the floor and pick up the Old English Sheepdog costume. Your legs go in first and are they are quickly followed by your chest, your arms and hands and then finally your head. In costume, you openly marvel at how the shaggy costume fits you like a second skin. And you wish that you were the real thing. Your admiration and enthusiasm for the costume you are wearing is then interrupted by a dizzy spell. You immediately drop into a squat and lower your shaggy head to get over it. As you do so, you hear a noise coming from you. It is the sound of you panting like a dog.