You exit the lecture theatre building into the cold air. Shouldering your bag, you head off in the direction of home, wondering if Nathan has recovered from his laughing fit yet or, even better, died of asphixiation.
As you round the corner of the large concrete building, you notice a side door open a crack and the cute dog that is your biomed lecturer nuzzle his way through the - to him - heavy door. Seemingly more concerned about trapping his tail in the automatically closing door, he doesn't notice you as he finally squeezes his entire body through and sets off at a trot across the frosty campus. Bored, and with no other lectures for the rest of the day, you decide to follow.
It soon becomes curious to you why anybody would ever willingly modify themselves into such a small dg. Students racing to lectures almost stand on him, bikes swerve violently at the last minute to avoid running him down, and he has to wait for nearly ten minutes to cross a road because he's far too short to reach the button at the pedestrian crossing. Even when he finally crosses, a car almost clips him, blaring its horn at the -seemingly- wild dog. But he bears himself with as much dignity as possible as he makes his perilous journey across town.
About a mile from the campus, he takes a shortcut through a park. He is trotting along, you shadowing behind, when another dog, running loose in the park, approaches him. It is about five times his size. It blocks his path and barks aggressively at the ex-human, who backs away.
"Oh - oh dear," you hear Grodin whimper, as the larger dog stands over him, growling deep in the back of its throat.
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