"Kat, dear, remember one of our conditions with you getting your dog was that you'd take him walkies twice a
day or more if needed?" said Kat's dad from the doorway.
"Uh, yes'm," Kat lied turning to face the door.
"Dad, don't you recognize your own son?" Dan asked.
"Well, your mother's preparing dinner, and I don't want you walking that dog after dark," the father said
firmly.
"Oh, I was just going through my birthday cards, I can do this later. Come on boy," she said holding out a
leash to Dan.
"Oh, no way, sis! You got to be kidding. You may have collared me, but no way are you putting a lead on me!"
Dan said backing away from his sister.
"Honey, I got him," dad said grabbing Dan and holding his struggling son as Kat attached the leash to his
collar.
Kat grinned, "That's a good boy!"
"Tell you what, Kat. This pup's a bit too rambunctious right now, and you're busy with your birthday thank
yous, so I'll take him for a walk," the dad said yanking on the leash.
"Hey! Watch it!" barked Dan - at least all his father heard was barking.
"Easy boy, we're going outside. You can do your business and sniff other dog butts at the dog park. Come,
boy," he said leading Dan away.
"Oh, my," laughed Kat. She telepathically sent a message to Dan : "The dogs will see you and smell you as a
dog too. Have fun!"
"Oh, great!" said Dan as he trotted down the stairs behind his father.
He had already discovered that his hands didn't work the way they used to work, and he was unable to remove
either the collar or leash.
When they got downstairs, Dan ran in front of his father blocking the door. He stared up at him and snarled,
"Dad, concentrate. It's me your only son! I am not a dog!"
"Bad dog!" said dad grabbing a magazine he rolled it up and whacked Dan in the face.
"What the hey?" Dan gasped and stepped out of the way.
Dad led him down the steps and off to the park. Dan followed obediently somewhat dazed by what had
transpired.
At the dog park, he soon had dogs jumping on him and sniffing him. In the fenced park, his dad undid his
collar and let him go.
Dan tried to exit the park but couldn't work the gate or climb the fence. He had to behave like a dog it
seemed. He ran around a bit getting his exercise, until he ran afoul of the alpha dog. A big rottweiller
decided to put Dan in his place. Dan ran back to his dad for protection. He may look like a dog but he didn't
have teeth or claws like a dog.
Dad was flirting with a 20 year old girl who was walking her poodle.
"Dad, dad, help me!" barked Dan.
"Down boy! Sorry, Lisa, this dog needs obedience training!" he complained.
"Oh, I work at an obedience school. Why don't we take him straight there. Another class starts tomorrow at 7
am. You could kennel him for the night. Then we could go for coffee."
"Dad? Obedience school? Wait you're going on a date with this girl?!!"
"Great idea! Let's go!"
Before Dan knew it he was leashed again and being led the two blocks to the Daimler Dog Training Academy.