When you walk up to the woman you notice the breeds of the dogs the woman has. She has a Collie, a Bloodhound, a Tibetan spaniel, a Newfoundland and an Alaskan malamute. They’re all fine looking dogs and look happy but you don’t really like their breeds, so you ignore the dogs. As you open the door, the zoo woman smiles at you and you smile back. She’s probably thinks that you’re going to open the door for her you think. But when you are inside you slam the door onto the woman’s face and begin to look after some cute doggies to play with. But before you do that you look back at the zoo woman outside and laugh, she begins to look quite angry and the dogs sits and stares at you. You turn your attention to dog searching again and turn your head and look forward. What you see then surprises you. The zoo woman and her five dogs stand right in front of you. “How the fuck did you do that?” You ask. “Sorry, it’s a trade secret, I can’t tell you… but I can tell you that you’re going to get punished for being so disrespectful to me and my dogs…” She says and begin to search for something in her pocket “Oh, yeah? What are you going to do? Call the guards?” You burst out in laughter as she pulls up the object she has been searching for. It’s a small leather pouch. She drop her dogs leashes and opens the pouch, pours some blue powder into her, walks up to you and blows the powder against your face. You breathe in some of the powder when you laugh and its sticks in your nose and throat. You begin to chough and spit to get out the powder from your mouth and throat. “Why the hell did you do that for?” You ask her as your legs begin to feel weaker and you fall down onto your hands and knees with a painful fall. When you are on your hands and knees you become completely paralyzed, you can’t move a muscle. “No, of course not I will call the security guards, I have much better idea” She says and sadistic smiles. You begin to panic. “What are you going to do? What did you blow on me? Why I’m I paralysed?” When she sees that you begin to panic her smile becomes even wider. “Maybe I should start from the beginning, all the dogs here are formally humans that I and my co-workers have transformed. We have the policy that we should have one male and one female of every breed and my five friends here haven’t got mates and that’s why I try to find good specimens to transform. And now I have found one… the only question is which one of my boys will be the lucky one to get a mate…”