The lady is suddenly obscured by a sudden flash, and when the light clears, you find that the lady has been replaced by a confused corgi, barking at you.
The corgi, apparently the lady's precious Hector, trots up to the new dog and sniffs behind the corgi. The new corgi doesn't pay attention to her dog, busy barking up at you, which you can imagine you're better off not understanding. She only gets distracted when Hector leaps onto her back and starts humping.
The corgi yelps and scampers out from under the humpy dog. She turns around and barks at Hector, who just wags and scampers forward to try and sniff under her tail again, which causes her to jump away. You chuckle as you realize you turned the lady into a little bitch in heat for Hector.
"Just calm down, let me try and..." You pull out the keys and try to hit the button, but the corgi bitch makes a run for it across the parking lot. You yelp and lean down, only just managing to catch Hector's leash before he darts after his former owner. Before you can properly figure out what just happened, the runaway corgi has already ran around a corner and out of sight. "Fuck."
Hector whines at the bitch running away and sits on his haunches, panting. You swear again, glad at least you didn't lose the corgi, and with him any chances of getting your friend Keith back. You hoped that lady would be OK. You hated to think what would happen to a stray corgi bitch in heat out there. You would have to track her down if you could.
First, you would have to fix Keith. You look down at the corgi, who licked his chops again of the remains of the dog treat that had been your friend Keith. Could you try doing something now, with Keith on his way down the dog's gullet right now? Would that just mess up things further? Maybe you would have to wait until Keith...passed through the corgi. You weren't certain how long that would take, and if Keith would really like that option.